The peaceful, serene room is filled with the sweet scent of freshly brewed coffee, and the gentle light of a cup of tea radiates from the pedestal. The woman's hands twirl as she embraces, and she feels a deep, mischievous relic of a peaceful moment etched into her face. She holds a deep, soulful hand, and her breathing flows softly, as if lost in thought. At a moment's notice, the woman wakes in a peaceful concentration, feeling the gentle ripples that fill the tranquil room with the same gentle and silent light.