The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Thirteen

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Thirteen – Nap Nests and Nurturing Magic Eliot hadn’t known he could feel this kind of tired. Not tired like he’d felt back home—where the weight of responsibilities, constant anxiety, and sleepless nights chewed away at him until he felt hollow. This was different. His whole body felt … Read more

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Twelve

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Twelve – The Littles of the Cradle Club Eliot woke slowly, not jolted by an alarm or pressed by responsibilities, but eased into consciousness by the sound of birdsong and the golden Everwood morning light gently spilling through lacey curtains. He turned over and nuzzled into the soft … Read more

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Ten

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Ten – The Enchanted Wardrobe The next morning dawned misty and cool, with pearly light streaming through Cradle Cottage’s nursery curtains. Eliot stirred beneath his quilt, his pacifier still gently bobbing as he sucked in his sleep. His bunny was nestled against his side, and the slight crinkle … Read more

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Four

The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Four – The Cradle Cottage Morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of Cradle Cottage, casting golden beams across the cozy nursery. Eliot blinked his eyes open, feeling the comforting hug of his thick nighttime nappy and the soft plush bunny cuddled to his chest. A light scent … 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