Teryl's Tales of Whim~A bubbly glass of something colorful and potent was placed in front of me, garnished with what looked like a snail curled around a piece of cheese.
"Enjoy!" the alien bartender urged cheerfully, before scurrying off to serve another patron.
I eyed the beverage, making sure it didn't eye me back. That had happened once and had soured the whole experience.
I took a sip.
Now I'm not sure where I am or where this really cool tattoo came from.
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