[Rain. It was rare in the desert and the droplets that hit the dusty clay that stretched for miles around the simple shack that they'd been dropped in brought a deep red out. The valley would soon be filled with the dried curled edges, making it look like a wasteland, if one didn't know what they were looking for.
To hell with the tea that HG was holding. Devi walked over and gracefully removed the cup from her hands to set it on it's saucer, (and not a drop spilt), replacing the void with her own ink-stained hands, lightly tugging. The smile that Devi wore was light and warm.]
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To hell with the tea that HG was holding. Devi walked over and gracefully removed the cup from her hands to set it on it's saucer, (and not a drop spilt), replacing the void with her own ink-stained hands, lightly tugging. The smile that Devi wore was light and warm.]
Up, come on, come play.