Reflections of Autumn Frost (Sügiskülma peegeldused)
The coffee cup sat alone on the mantelpiece. The morning rain outside had long since stolen its warmth. What was left was just cold, bitter coffee in a pretty china cup. But I didn’t mind. I found its cold presence familiar and comforting, especially in autumn. This season had always felt like a beginning to […]
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