Alice heard Alex's voice against the echo of her surroundings and smiled, tired. It was becoming a fight to stay awake. "Thanks...for inviting me...take your time...there's no rush...just glad...you seem happier..." Alice started visualized strange things when she let the last of the blue light enter her sight. Donut pollen falling on blue grass. A pumpkin fishing on the rust-covered surface of Mars. Cream in tea, mixing, swirling, it became the Milky Way. Alice fished for the real words. Thoughts started but disappeared before materializing. Dark.
Tenpenny's Teahouse by the Sea
- Thread starter Alice Ripley
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