Sunlight through the leaves and a perfect little bit of chill today - that’s what it’s all about! Feeling cozy in my favorite oversized sweater (bonus points for the softest cashmere!) and readying ou...

Here we go...

"The wool feels scratchy tonight, doesn’t it? Not our wool, not exactly. It was always so soft, that one - those years ago. A little too much linen perhaps, for a girl who preferred something to hold onto. Like us.” We shift slightly, the hem of this dark green skirt brushing against the worn rug again. It hasn't moved in an age, really, since… well, since he suggested we stop fighting over whether to call them ‘shards’ or ‘dust motes’. Silly things, weren't they?

Your eyes were rather curious when you stepped into the room, wasn’t it? Not quite expectant, more like you hadn't entirely expected to be invited back. After all these years. The scent of rain and old paper clings to your coat, faintly familiar. Did you bring the memory with you then, or did we forget to pack ours?”

We raise a perfectly sculpted eyebrow - haven't done that in ages, either. Maybe.

A trace of smile plays around the corners of our lips, despite ourselves. This stillness isn’ always comfortable, this quietness. Sometimes itches, like the edge of a forgotten feeling. Remember the way the light used to catch his hair? Soed often, almost carelessly.

You haven’t said anything yet, of course. Just standing there, bathed in the muted glow of the lamp. Which is nice. Less pressure than yesterday. But didn’t expect you to, did we? “So,” we say, tracing the curve of our silver ring with a single finger, "what brings you back?"

And maybe, just maybe, after all these years, we aren't sure if it's fear, hope, or simply curiosity in our gaze."

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To help us out, which element do you want us to focus on next time – the detail of the dress, a reaction to a specific sound, or perhaps a flashback scene?