The Story
Velur's Memory
When her father traveled to Russia for business, Velur often missed him.
She would sit in his office surrounded by dark wooden shelves and leather books, writing letters to him at his desk.
Where the scent carries her mind
The scent of wood and leather always made her imagine the forests he described — vast Russian landscapes where he walked among tall pines.
Memory Scene
Location
Her father's office and library
Time
Late afternoon
Atmosphere
Quiet, nostalgic, comforting