The autumn bells whisper softly as a gentle embrace drifts your way, dearest @TheMorseviic. Carried by the mellow breeze of fall, it brings warmth, care, and quiet affection—like leaves that fall to make room for new wonders. May this little hug remind you that you’re cherished beyond words, wrapped in tenderness as the season folds into gold. So brew your tea, smile at the dusk, and let the hush of autumn hold you close.

Brushed in amber hues,
Taesan.