Story by Sue
Within the hard, shrivelled cocoon of his lifeless body, Beau slept. The silken cover of his shelf bed stirred softly in the breeze from the opening door.
Suddenly a shrill whistle pierced the quiet. Skilful hands removed Beau from his silken cover and placed him in a warm glasshouse. He was immersed in a scalding liquid. After the initial shock warmth eased his inner soul out of his ugly body. His true colour flooded the liquid and his seed blossomed into a lovely flower.
Feeling alive he floated up to the top of his new glass house.
He heard a soft voice announce, “Here is my Beau-Tea”.
Story by Sue of Connects.live Checkout Sues blog for her, almost, daily musings. Thanks for the tale, Sue!
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Clever. I love to Beau-tea every morning. It helps me to surface the world in the sea of chaos. Great story.
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Arrr, perfect, Beau!
Tea is the drink of champions!
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Yes it is ☺️
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Like it!
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It’s a good’un. 🙂
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Yes
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Lovely. 🙂
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It’s a nice one, innit.
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I love this! How clever, the ending line tj bring it all back home. Good go, you two!
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Cheers, Tre. I liked Sues tale.
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Yes! Very nicely done.
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So artfully clever. Truly enjoyed.
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Cheers, Deb. Sue wrote us a good tale.
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Very well crafted indeed. Well done Sir, and Madam!
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Sue gave us an enjoyable tale. 🙂
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Thank you so much everyone for your lovely comments. I really enjoyed writing this and your response has given me the confidence to continue into this adventure of short story.
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It was great having ya, Sue! 🙂
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Well this is my favorite one of yours so far!
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Thank you, it was written by Sue (see links in posts).
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This makes me smile. Thank you for the warmth xoxox
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Cheers, Rachael.
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