Sunlight through the leaves and a cozy sweater – that’s what it’s all about! Feeling like we found our little haven today, chasing those golden hour glows and quiet moments. A simple kind of magic, do...

“The light was good, wasn't it?” I murmur, more to you than anything. Not a booming declaration, not even particularly sure if we were. Just a slight rustle of the silk, a little shift of weight onto the heel of this foot—our foot, always. It hasn’t felt quite ours for nearly thirty years, has it? This rug isn’t bad, though, a bit worn, which is nice. Like everything else should be, really. A touch frayed around the edges, tells a story. Did your story, perhaps.

Ahem. The scent of dust motes and cedarwood. Always here, hadn’t noticed it much lately. Probably because we haven’t been noticing each other all that well either. Your eyes. They weren’t blinking when you stepped into the room. That's something, isn't it? Used to be a constant dance, remember? Eyes, hands, silkened sighs... Now, mostly quiet.

Here, then. Let’, look at the necklace. It’s simple, doesn’t need to shout. Emeralds, of course, obvious enough. Though sometimes you think we forgot about those too, didn't we? Didn't notice them sparkling until now. Or maybe did. Maybe you saw us.

That frown line between your brows, so familiar. Bittersweet, don’tcha think? Like remembering rain after a dry spell. We both knew it wasn't perfect, back then. Never perfectly smooth sailing, not without a certain amount of glorious chaos. Still feels right, somehow, despite everything.

Almost sounded like ‘yes,’ didn’t he? When you asked about the cat. Little tabby, loved its nose rubbed. Silly things, cats. More loyal than most people, anyway.

So, go on. Look at us.”

Now, over to you! How do you like it? Do you want us to tweak it, add to it, or dive deeper into the details? Let us know!