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... of sound that melted into the background until you paid attention and realized how constant it had been all along.
Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, shifting with the afternoon, strips of gold cutting across the polished floorboards like gentle brushstrokes.
Dust motes swam lazily in the glow, rising and falling with each subtle draft of air.
The scent of old paper lingered—a blend of ink, pine cleaner, and a faint sweetness Noel always associated with afternoon ...
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