11-18-2021, 12:40 AM
Mara immediately perked up, just as the new doctor said she would. But it was not the promise of tea that lifted her spirits and tugged at her eyes, it was that finally, finally! Someone called her by her true name. My name is Mara.
She even smiled a little.
Then they brought her tea in an actual little cup. Mara marveled at the shine of the porcelain and the delicate design painted around the rim. She was Chinese. Tea was an important part of her homelife, although it was reserved for her parents.
She drew in a long, savoring sniff. “This is nothing like what I remember,” she said, taking a tentative sip.
The brew was awful. The liquid was burned and the steep thin and drawn. Yet it was the most delicious thing she remembered having in years.
She even smiled a little.
Then they brought her tea in an actual little cup. Mara marveled at the shine of the porcelain and the delicate design painted around the rim. She was Chinese. Tea was an important part of her homelife, although it was reserved for her parents.
She drew in a long, savoring sniff. “This is nothing like what I remember,” she said, taking a tentative sip.
The brew was awful. The liquid was burned and the steep thin and drawn. Yet it was the most delicious thing she remembered having in years.
"Come, mistress"