Through fog, the red deer bellows.
Antlers glisten like thrones.
Challenge rings across damp fields.

I believe creativity starts with curiosity and ends in connection.

Reading your thoughts added a second layer of stillness.

Reading this was like floating in warm light.

It’s like your comment carried the same stillness forward.

Each word settled where breath might pause.

I don’t create for applause — I create for meaning.

This made me want to write again — and it stays with me

You placed emotion where silence often sits.