Cesar GINOCCHIO

Futures Past

Sedate flames licked crackling logs. Comforting scents permeated the dimness: hot apple cider, steamy mulled wine, and embracing woodsmoke. Merry conversations, punctuated by laughter, filled the room. Gusts of frigid air stirred into the atmosphere of musical liveliness. Heavy boots on shivering toes, plodded up to the wooden bar as their owners melted into the softness of the happy room. Outside, beyond the thick log walls, snow blanketed the dark night in dreamy silence.