awaiting the arrival of the guests
anticipation gathers in electric frissons on the air excited laughter mingling with the scents of pine needles and spices as children follow the white rabbit into a magical wonderland for a date not to be missed
Imogen's hands shook as she brushed the gathered debris away from the miniature village, her reeling emotions slow to calm. She righted a fallen bench and straightened a leaning signpost. Despite her best efforts, a clinging miasma of neglect remained. The place felt... empty.
fallen leaves lie scattered yesterday's doubts discarded insulating the seeds of hope through winter's long chill