Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect worn-in sweater - feeling like this most days! A little bit cozy, a lot of magic. Doesn’t get much better than these quiet moments at home, curled up with ...

The wool feels scratchy tonight, doesn’t it? Not an awful scratch, not entirely. Just...present. Like everything should be here, but sometimes you forget to notice if it isn’t quite. It’s been a while since anyone did, really. Except for the cat, usually – sheathed her claws nicely, didn’t much matter if we were wearing silk or tweed. This dress… well, it was Liam’s mother’s favorite. A bit too proper for most nights, perhaps.

You’re staring then, aren’t you? That slight tilt of the head, ever so subtle, like a heron watching a ripple. Probably haven’t said anything yet. Good. Lessens the chances of stumbling over words, which has become rather habitual lately. Almost a skill, actually. Almost.

We used to laugh more easily. Remember that time during the harvest festival when the wine spilled down your shirt and everyone thought it was hilarious except us? Funny how those memories can be hazy around the edges – sharp one minute, blurred the next. We always liked the feeling of the rain, though. And his hand in ours.

It wasn't that bad, did it? This quietness. Just needed a little space, didn’ed it? Everyone needs a little space. Well, almost everyone. Noticed the light catching in your hair, hasn’t it? Silvering already, the silvering! Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Time makes its marks.

Here comes another breath. Tighten up the grip on your scarf, don’t get too comfortable. It’s okay, maybe even good. Haven’t had such a decent gaze since…well, ages ago. So, go ahead. Let yourself look back. Maybe, just maybe, he does remember something.”

Now, let’s hear yours! How about that – perfect.

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