A Quiet Afternoon

In a sunlit room, the air hangs thick with the scent of forgotten stories. A cat stretches lazily on the couch, while the distant murmur of jazz weaves through the open window. Outside, trees sway, whispering secrets, as an unfinished manuscript lies discarded on the table.

In a sunlit room, the air hangs thick with the scent of forgotten stories. A cat stretches lazily on the couch, while the distant murmur of jazz weaves through the open window. Outside, trees sway, whispering secrets, as an unfinished manuscript lies discarded on the table.