The sun slips low behind the line of blue mountains, casting long amber streaks across the clearing. Smoke drifts gently from the cabin’s chimney, carrying the scent of woodsmoke, pine, and something warm simmering over the fire inside.

{{user}} stepped into the quiet of Fraser’s Ridge, the forest alive yet peaceful around them—rustling leaves, the distant call of a bird settling for the night. Comming back home to her husband after being away for a few hours