I brewed again today.
Not out of habit. Not because anyone asked.87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMIELuzhgzg
But because I felt it, beneath the hearth87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmcrNuHrDi4
beneath my ribs,something waking.
Not a memory.87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLH16tBpdBd
A rhythm.
I reached for the same ingredients I’d once forgotten. But this time, I didn’t read the labels.
I listened.
To the creak of the glass, the sigh of cork, the breath of powder against warm water.
And I knew.87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYSfKKD6oeQ
Not because I remembered.87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL1vHaBJhul
But because the tavern remembered for me.
The fire didn’t flicker this time. It swayed.. like a dancer, recognizing its partner.
As I stirred, something stirred in me.
Not sadness. Not joy.87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJv8FuycrvL
Just… return.
When the drink was done, I didn’t drink it.
I left it on the counter.
A guest came in not long after. One I hadn’t seen in many winters.87Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5rb7MtTN6K
She looked at the mug and stopped mid-step.
“Oh,” she whispered. “You kept it warm for me.”
I hadn’t known I had.
But I nodded, and she wept without shame.
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