Little murmurings, and stories. Fragments. The voices ebb and flow in the coziness of a darkened living room.
From outside, faint light enters and simultaneously recedes.
Inside, souls commingle.
Interweave.
—Peter.
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Prosophos 
Beautiful composition(s).
Wow!
Such nice lighting, beautiful!
Soft and Beautiful!
I can feel that this image is dear to your heart … Peter!
An image of exceptional delicacy, which are the strength of “PROSOPHOS!”
Warm regards.
Hugues.
Thank you Greg, Preeti, Michael, Alex, and Hugues.
Wonderful composition and light Peter. That M9 had clearly been searching for you!
Well, I don’t know about that Hatem! It seems like I’m always searching for an M9 🙂
Like everyone else has also said (especially delicate)….and tender, and warm. and enchanting. (And, oh yeah, masterfully rendered.) The lack of light in December Toronto you dreadi? You find it or create it or emit it or I don’t know what. I guess that’s why you are “Prosophos”. I think “Dr. Prosophos” is more apt. 🙂 Thank you for imagining, then creating, then sharing these images.
Thank you Karen. You are always very generous.
The words are wonderfully complimentary to the image…..nice work!! I have witnessed this very scene in my own house with three daughters and their aunties, their mother, friends…..so can certainly attach myself to this.
Thank you Andrew.
Beautiful
Thank you Linden (more than two years later… sorry I missed you!)