The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Fifteen

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Fifteen – A Walk Through the Wishing Hollow The golden light of Everwood’s afternoon dappled the meadow with soft shadows as the Cradle Club slowly wound down for the day. Littles toddled sleepily across the grass with plushies in tow. Caretakers folded quilts with one hand while the … Read more

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Eleven

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Eleven – The Little Parade The first light of morning filtered through the soft curtains of Cradle Cottage, bathing the nursery in a gentle golden glow. Outside, birds chirped happily among the trees, and somewhere in the distance, a flute played a light melody that drifted on the … Read more

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Nine

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Nine – A Cozy Picnic by the Singing Stream The next morning, Eliot woke to the soft sound of birdsong drifting in through the open window. The rain was gone, and the sky was a warm blue, dotted with drifting clouds. Sunlight filtered through the leaves outside Cradle … Read more

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Three

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Three – A Soft Beginning Eliot awoke to the sound of gentle rain pattering on the cottage’s thatched roof. It wasn’t the cold, dreary rain he knew from his old life, but a soft, rhythmic tapping, like nature’s own lullaby. The air smelled of dew and warm pastries. … Read more

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Two

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Two – Welcome to Everwood Sunlight poured through the cottage windows, filtered through gauzy curtains that danced gently in the breeze. Eliot stirred, eyelids fluttering open to the soft coo of doves outside. For a brief, disorienting moment, he braced for the sharp ring of his alarm clock, … Read more

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter One

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter One – The Hidden Portal Eliot stared at the glowing numbers on the clock: 8:47 PM. Another day wasted in a blur of meetings, deadlines, and hollow small talk. His cramped apartment seemed to shrink around him, walls pressing inward like a slow, invisible vice. No calls from … Read more