The Solitude of Night

In this spacious haven, a round window frames the city’s pulse beyond, where shadows dance with the whispers of distant jazz. A cat lounges, indifferent to the half-finished novel on the table, as the scent of whiskey lingers, weaving through the silence like an uninvited guest.

In this spacious haven, a round window frames the city’s pulse beyond, where shadows dance with the whispers of distant jazz. A cat lounges, indifferent to the half-finished novel on the table, as the scent of whiskey lingers, weaving through the silence like an uninvited guest.