Country: Aurivelle
City: Cressford
Alvara
Morning didn’t arrive loudly.
It crept in.
Soft light first… slipping through the curtains, spreading gently across my room like it wasn’t sure it had permission to be there.
I blinked slowly, still half caught between sleep and awareness.
For a moment, I didn’t move.
Just lay there.
Staring at the ceiling.
Listening.
The house was quiet.
Not silent… just alive in a quiet way.
Distant sounds from the kitchen drifted in.
The faint clink of utensils.
Soft movement.
The rhythm of someone already awake.
Home.
I inhaled slowly.
The air here always felt the same.
Familiar.
Safe.
But today… it carried something else too.
Something I couldn’t quite name.
A weight.
My eyes closed for a second.
Then it opened again.
Today.
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