The Tea Leaves That Settled

It was late. The moon peeked in through the window. Quiet, quiet. Little Mio sat in soft pyjamas and looked at a cup of tea on the windowsill. The cup was warm. Really warm. Steam rose up, slowly, slowly, slowly. It curled like a tiny white feather.

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