who stole your heart and the key?

[steelmyself]

In the dark, you taste something sweet and tart on your tongue, almost like apple but not quite: pomegranate juice, out of nowhere. A hint of something metallic accompanies it.

You fall down.

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Re: THE FIELD

[swordingitout]

...Fascinating.

[She chews thoughtfully.]

I've never tried a dish like this.

Re: THE FIELD

[steelmyself]

"You're crazy," the boy says, while the woman beams delightedly.

Re: THE FIELD

[swordingitout]

Fufu, but I'd like to try your dinner as well.

Re: THE FIELD

[steelmyself]

"Of course I'll make a better dinner than this," the boy begins.

The light from above has acquired a timeless, golden quality, as if you've been sitting here chatting and eating all day and yet the near-twilight of dinner time will go on forever and ever.

Re: THE FIELD

[swordingitout]

[She doesn't object to this honestly, it seems pleasant enough. Fun, even. So she settles and stretches out, resting back on her hands.] Make a more thrilling dish? I'd like to see you. I felt like I might ascend to another plane of existence from one bite of this one.