A chill creeps in, carrying with it the sweet smell of smouldering cigar. Delicate rivulets of smoke swirl and slither past the window. I sit down at my desk and endeavor to create a sketch but as soon as the misty patterns form they disappear, dissolving into the dark sky.
Featured Image Credit (left): Édouard Boubat, The Woman in the Window, 1930
Featured Image Credit (right): Unknown