
🌿 Sometimes, the magic isn’t in spells.
It’s in the way the town librarian remembers your favorite author.
The way someone leaves you a note tucked into a flowerpot.
Or how the local café always seems to play just the right song when your heart needs it most. 🎶
In the world of my books, magic doesn’t shout.
It lingers. Softly.
Like something you almost dreamed.
🪞Maybe the clock ticks backward when no one’s looking.
Maybe the pie shop knows your heart before your name.
Maybe… second chances are real here.
✨If you’ve ever wanted to disappear into a town where hope is its own kind of spell—
I think you’ll feel at home in my stories.
💫 Stay a while. I’ve been saving you a seat.
~ Lula
