when the fire burned low and the stars seemed closer than ever.......
The room was wrapped in warmth, carrying the scent of pine and cinnamon, and every quiet moment felt meaningful. Outside, the night lay still beneath a silver moon, as if nature itself had paused to listen. Somewhere in the distance, a bell rang softly, not loud enough to startle, only enough to remind the heart to hope.
Inside, dreams rested gently behind closed eyes, and wishes,some spoken, many not,floated freely through the air. The tree shimmered like it knew a secret, and the presents waited patiently for morning.
It was the night before Christmas, when time slows, kindness feels closer, and even the smallest light is enough to guide the way.✨
ID:ragyou