Tea in This Weather
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Wednesday. Yes, hot tea. Yes, four biscuits.
No, I will not be taking questions.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Wednesday. Yes, hot tea. Yes, four biscuits.
No, I will not be taking questions.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.