The snow was still falling outside. And as the new layer of snow clothed the trees rose as white fairytale beings in that wintry landscape, for the grey clouds had bequeathed a bounty of snow. The snow falling outside seemed languidly dancing on the rhythm of the wind.
There was no sun outside today. The sky was dominated by those grey clouds. It made this chilly day seem a little gloomy. But that also made the warmth of the fireplace all the more precious inside the room.
The fireplace mimicked the warmth of the sunny day. Since it was an electric fireplace, one couldn't hear the crackles that the lively flames would make. The air was neither smokey, nor one could smell the pine burning. However, even with its silent warmth, it brought reassurance and comfort on a gloomy bitter winter day.
In that comfortable cozy silence, one could hear the ambiguous sounds that could make one blush.
