Moments in time

Lights twinkle, food simmers. Guests arrive with merry greetings and open hearts. Pockets of murmurs, dancing ribbons of mirth. The evening unfolds and curls in on itself. Time spills gustily carrying everyone upon its wave. Its time to leave now with promises of future gatherings and warm embraces of gratitude and love. And long after the house falls silent, faint echoes linger in the corners, the ghosts of laughter and tinkling glasses. Peace pervades and settles gently, softly.


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