Velvet Echoes of the Past by tsufantasy on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

In the quiet corner of Lord Ashbury's study, the emerald velvet chair stood as a silent witness to the generations that had passed. It was not just a chair, but a keeper of secrets. Late into the night, as the clock chimed a haunting twelve, the chair would sometimes seem to murmur softly, the gentle rustle of velvet like whispers of the past. The books, each a portal to another time, surrounded it protectively, their pages filled with tales of love, adventure, and mystery. Tonight, as the moonlight streamed through the window, casting long shadows, the chair waited once more for the lord to return, to lose himself in the pages of history and the comfort of its plush embrace. 🪑📚