
In a muted room, the light hangs like forgotten thoughts, casting shadows that dance to an unheard melody. A cat sleeps, indifferent to the jazz that wafts through the air, while the unfinished manuscript lies, waiting for a word that never comes.
In a muted room, the light hangs like forgotten thoughts, casting shadows that dance to an unheard melody. A cat sleeps, indifferent to the jazz that wafts through the air, while the unfinished manuscript lies, waiting for a word that never comes.