Word Target: 100 Random Word: Crimson Random Sentence: The chipped teacup held more than just tea; it held memories.
At night I sit on my porch, waiting for the crimson moon beneath the sheltering sky. I'm an old man, with a strange obsession.
My porch is all I have left. Where are all my possessions? Where are my senses? I feel the sky is turning black because she will never come back.
Tea will help.
We loved evening tea together, a nightly ritual, a dance of pleasure. Our shared passion, until death do we part.
He knows, the chipped cup held more than just tea, it held memories.
Memories slowly fliting away, like Bix and her long sad goodbye.