haven't felt like writing lately; but a quick thought today:
- light diffused through leaves, emerald, making for an enchanting atmosphere below. forested, fortressed, and all its own.
- memories of sinking into sleep, with the door cracked and loved ones' nearby voices spilling into the room, gliding along with a sliver of light. family acoustics. the crackling of a fireplace. burning cozily like an ember under a warm sheet of ashes.
k.
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