DREAMS_OF_ASH

A storm rages outside, its winds howling through empty streets. The air is thick with an eerie stillness, broken only by the distant rumble of thunder. As I lie on the tattered sofa, the flickering light of the TV dances across the room, casting shadows on the walls. I feel myself slipping into sleep, the warmth of the screen a fragile comfort in the silence, like a fading whisper.