Teryl's Tales of Whim~A shimmer drew my eye to the fountain.
On the rim sat a glass bottle, small yet ornate, the tag tied to it with glittering twine was twice the vessel's size.
In neat writing it invited the reader to, "Drink Me." The tinted glass made the thick fluid appear green.
I tucked my phone safely into my briefcase and looked around.
The birds were singing in harmony and a rabbit was throwing clocks at them.
I flicked the cork with my thumb.
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