By a fire's glow, in a plush conversation pit, a husky beds you in the fluff of her chest. Her heartbeat, calm and constant, steadies yours. The voices of those around roll over you like a summer storm, and warm smiles are cast your way. Here, you are safe. Here, you are loved.

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Amazingly sweet.

And who said conversation pits died out in the 70s? ❤️ Very sweet piece, Voss!

❤️ Gosh this is wonderful, even just imagining