The Long Snowfall: A storm settling in, and you settled deeper

Isla Merriweather

Snow falling outside a dark window has a way of slowing everything down, including the thoughts that keep you up. This is that kind of quiet: a storm arriving, streets going soft and silent, the world asking nothing of you until morning. No plot to track, no problem to solve, just steady description that settles your breathing and lets the hours pass unnoticed. Warm, unhurried, and built for drifting off.