The silence beyond the window 😔
March 6th, 1864 – Charleston, South Carolina
The wind whispered through the rose-laced curtains of the Ashmore estate, carrying with it a scent of coming rain. Miss Evelyn Ashmore, a girl of seventeen, sat quietly at her oak writing desk, gazing out of the towering window. Her golden gown fell around her like spilled honey, but her heart was heavy, a prisoner beneath the silk and lace.
