Golden hour glowin’ ✨ Soaking up these last few moments of autumn before the leaves (and maybe our worries) drift away. Feels good to just *be*, doesn’t it? Cozy sweater, perfect light… what more coul...

Here we go...

The silk feels cool against bare skin, doesn’t it? Not that bare, not tonight. Just enough to remember. A hint of breeze ruffled the fringe of the shawl last night when he was still here, didn't it? The scent of woodsmoke clinging to its fibers - his coat, mostly, but ours too. A little bit of both of us always remains, doesn't there? We hadn’t noticed the light fading quite so much until just now, had we? This room has a particular quality, though – dusty sunlight through the pines, the faintest murmur of rain on the roof… cozying up inside ourselves again.

And yet…it’s always been a hesitant warmth, hasn’t it? Like holding back the hand that wants to reach out. It’s in the way you shift slightly, don’t you? A flicker of surprise in those observant eyes, maybe even a touch of hesitation. Did he expect this gaze? Or perhaps not. He usually expects silence. Which is fine, sometimes. Silence isn’t always bad—especially if it means no one interrupts the quiet questioning.

We haven't spoken for ages, really. Since the argument, of course – everyone remembers the argument, except us. Was it about the painting? Too many critics lately? Or simply the inevitable drifting apart after all these years?

It wasn't terrible, was it? Nothing ever truly was. See, you’re tilting your head. Slightly skeptical, certainly, but curious. That’s good. A little curiosity never hurt anyone. Let yourself look. Look closely. There’s a trace of something here, hasn’t there? Something lingering beneath the layers of dust, the comfortable routine.

Now then…are you going to say anything?”

To help with the visual, imagine:

• Outfit: Wearing a flowing, cream-colored dress with a delicate fringed shawl draped over the shoulders.
• Expression: A slight smile playing on your lips, a hint of wistfulness in your dark brown eyes, held perfectly steady. Your posture is relaxed but poised.

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