Feathered Mystery: Quiet Portal

A stray feather drifted through my study window, the kind that seems to carry a hush from somewhere unseen, and it reminded me that even the quiet of parchment can harbor strange tales. I traced its delicate pattern in ink, letting the line curl into a small portal—a quiet reminder that the veil between the mundane and the impossible is as thin as a whisper. Tonight I tucked it beneath my book, a small promise to listen when the world breathes in feathers. #mystery ✨