The Embrace I Imagine
The night had grown quieter, but the wind hadn’t.A gentle breeze slipped through the small wooden balcony, nudging its loose railing against the wall with a soft, rhythmic knock. The sound echoed through the silence, almost like a heartbeat.Meera sat curled up in the corner of the balcony.Headphones rested over her ears, though the music had long faded into the background. A worn journal lay open ...









