crystal white: Tales of Mystery, Courage, and Triumph

Rain lashes the window while crystal white keeps her warm inside. Wrapped in nothing but a cashmere throw, she lets it slip in crystal white, revealing goosebumps that beg to be soothed. In crystal white, 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 crystal white. She times her final climb with the thunder; when it crashes, so does she—mouth open in a silent scream that crystal white records in perfect 4K. After, she curls into the damp blanket, rain still drumming approval on the glass. crystal white feels like the coziest secret you’ve ever been told.