Whispers of an Empty Hall

In the muted embrace of the foyer, a chandelier hangs like a forgotten promise. Shadows dance across the pale walls, while the scent of fresh lilies mingles with the echoes of distant conversations. An abandoned novel rests on the side table, waiting for a reader who may never arrive.

In the muted embrace of the foyer, a chandelier hangs like a forgotten promise. Shadows dance across the pale walls, while the scent of fresh lilies mingles with the echoes of distant conversations. An abandoned novel rests on the side table, waiting for a reader who may never arrive.