ember sky: Tales of Hope, Mystery, and Triumph

Rain lashes the window while ember sky keeps her warm inside. Wrapped in nothing but a cashmere throw, she lets it slip in ember sky, revealing goosebumps that beg to be soothed. In ember sky, she warms herself the only way she wants—slow circles over silk and skin until she’s trembling harder than the storm. Lightning flashes each time her breath hitches in ember sky. She times her final climb with the thunder; when it crashes, so does she—mouth open in a silent scream that ember sky records in perfect 4K. After, she curls into the damp blanket, rain still drumming approval on the glass. ember sky feels like the coziest secret you’ve ever been told.