End of day

The house was beautifully empty.

From the couch, she gazed up at a patch of the world.
Across the way, a tall pine gently swayed.
The calming sounds of encroaching twilight sank into her skin.
Serenity cradled warmly on her breast.
She drifted as the day slipped away quietly.
The pine turned inky black against a grayling sky.

The house was beautifully empty.

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