The Solitude of the Terrace

On the terrace, where the mountains whisper secrets, a woman sips her whiskey, the glass reflecting a world half-formed. A cat lounges nearby, indifferent, while scattered leaves dance to the rhythm of a distant jazz tune, evoking the sense of an unfinished novel lingering in the air.

On the terrace, where the mountains whisper secrets, a woman sips her whiskey, the glass reflecting a world half-formed. A cat lounges nearby, indifferent, while scattered leaves dance to the rhythm of a distant jazz tune, evoking the sense of an unfinished novel lingering in the air.