a woman laying full-length with a pillow under her head on a couch upholstered with a dark brown, green, and organge weave. She is gazing at the fire with a book in her hands. There is a fireplace and wolf and malamute like dogs at her feet. There are some house plant near the window. It feels like a large but rustic cabin set in the redwoods.

The Life She Built

  The fire crackled softly in the stone hearth, its golden light flickering across the cabin’s warm wooden walls. Outside, the last glimmers of daylight filtered through towering pines, casting long shadows across the snow-dusted clearing. She stretched her legs out along the worn, patchwork couch, book in hand, a deep breath escaping as she […]

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