Amber warmth settles in the dim haze, trumpet sighing soft against the edges. Brandy curves slow, catching the low light, a deep glow unfolding. Fingers trace the rim, heat rising gentle, no rush in the pour. Brandy whispers through the quiet, rain tracing glass, shadows shifting easy. Piano drifts in, tender and low, brandy spreading inward, loosening the hold. Sax lingers long, answering the subtle fire, the night wrapping close. Brandy holds the flicker, releases it slow, when she's gone the essence stays a little while longer.
