Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trail towards you, dear @Enhscape, while the candle blow its fire and hush of falling leaves mixed with lulling noises that framed in: Ribs by Lorde. This heartfelt letter tethered below, pointing to a yearning fragments. The Solace of Endearing Autumn calling in a subtle and sincere way.

Yours in between autumn hush,
Sunghoon.

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ℐn the opulent heart of Hathaway's Debutante Ball, where chandeliers gleamed like diadems woven from starlight, the night unfolded like a velvet tapestry, and soft whispers danced gently around my steps. I found solace in the quiet alcove of the photobooth, a tender frame nestled amid splendor, holding the precious promise of capturing a fleeting moment. There, with you, @ENHSCAPE, a single gentle flash caught the sparkle of your smile, and in that breath, the moment became ours to keep. Long after the candlelight fades, this delicate veil remains, cradling the shimmer and silent blessings of your presence.

With devoted grace and a heart that never dims,
Your beautiful signature. ✺
Novan. ;)