Wanted to share (reblog) this short story, The Wooden Cup (by Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys (madd_fictional). Beautiful in its simplicity and depth of meaning. Enjoy!
The last meal? Declined. Told that I might dine on whatever foodstuffs my heart desired, I found myself wanting nothing that would possibly remind me…Tiny Stories: The Wooden Cup
Cheers for the reblog, Joan, it’s greatly appreciated (one comment though, my first name is spelled Rhyan).
Of course! Sorry for the error.🤦