Genesis 016
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Title~ Perfect Drop
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ All mine.
Notes~ Genesis 016. If I had even the slightest taste for beer, that would sound so appetising XD; Alas, I can't stand the stuff. Also? This was exactly 500 words, first time. No chopping or adding or anything XD That'll never happen again X3;
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“There you go, Highness, one Liquid Sunset.”
Kal set the distinctive glass on the bar bench. Each different beer in the ‘Thrai had its own special glass, but the glass made just for the Liquid Sunset was particularly special.
The glass itself was clear, for a start, made from white, Tsaythi sand instead of the standard red Raykinian sand of every other glass in the kingdom. Not even the glasses at the palace had such a privilege. It made gave the beer inside an even more spectacular golden hue.
The golden form of a snake coiled around the rim, its head curving down to the base to form a handle of its neck. It kept the drinker’s hand away from the glass, to keep the liquid inside as cool as possible.
And what a liquid it was. Sparkling golden, the bubbles twinkling through it like tiny gems. They’d be near-impossible to see if the glass was made with Raykinian sand. As it was though, it did truly look like the sunset had been turned to liquid and trapped in the glass, especially when the afternoon sun filtered through into the bar and glittered on the bubbles.
It was always cool, always stored deep underground where the sun’s heat couldn’t reach it. The faintest film of dew clung to the sides of the crystal clear glass, which made it look only more tantalising.
Kal always poured the Liquid Sunsets himself, not trusting any of his other staff to do it right. There was always the same creamy white head on top, exactly the width of his smallest finger. No more, no less, and with the pristine white dome to cap it off.
Oh yes, there were reasons why this beer cost five gold pieces for a single glass, and he hadn’t even started drinking it yet.
“Thanks, quael,” Nol grinned, gratefully pressing the five gold pieces into the barkeeper’s hand before taking the polished golden handle of the glass and bringing it to his lips…
“AMBUSH! AMBUSH! AMBUSH!”
The prince groaned, but snatched his bow and quiver nevertheless, stumbling out of his sodden tent and shooting not-quite-blindly into the dark. He dodged the Kazinian arrows as best he could while simultaneously trying to wake himself up and forget about the Liquid Sunset, which was now clearly a figment of his imagination.
“I was having a damn good dream there, Melraan,” he complained.
The swordsman, who’d been the one on watch and so was much more awake than the others, swung his sword up to clang away another flying arrow. “Sucks to be you then.”
The Kazinian bandits fell soon enough, leaving Nol to yawn into the back of his hand. “I really, really want a beer,” he declared.
Melraan laughed sympathetically. “Don’t we all? Only a couple of days to Silrona; they might have some Raykinian stuff there this time.”
“Don’t jinx it,” Nol said, pointing an accusing finger at him. He yawned again, then returned to his dreams of paradise.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ All mine.
Notes~ Genesis 016. If I had even the slightest taste for beer, that would sound so appetising XD; Alas, I can't stand the stuff. Also? This was exactly 500 words, first time. No chopping or adding or anything XD That'll never happen again X3;
“There you go, Highness, one Liquid Sunset.”
Kal set the distinctive glass on the bar bench. Each different beer in the ‘Thrai had its own special glass, but the glass made just for the Liquid Sunset was particularly special.
The glass itself was clear, for a start, made from white, Tsaythi sand instead of the standard red Raykinian sand of every other glass in the kingdom. Not even the glasses at the palace had such a privilege. It made gave the beer inside an even more spectacular golden hue.
The golden form of a snake coiled around the rim, its head curving down to the base to form a handle of its neck. It kept the drinker’s hand away from the glass, to keep the liquid inside as cool as possible.
And what a liquid it was. Sparkling golden, the bubbles twinkling through it like tiny gems. They’d be near-impossible to see if the glass was made with Raykinian sand. As it was though, it did truly look like the sunset had been turned to liquid and trapped in the glass, especially when the afternoon sun filtered through into the bar and glittered on the bubbles.
It was always cool, always stored deep underground where the sun’s heat couldn’t reach it. The faintest film of dew clung to the sides of the crystal clear glass, which made it look only more tantalising.
Kal always poured the Liquid Sunsets himself, not trusting any of his other staff to do it right. There was always the same creamy white head on top, exactly the width of his smallest finger. No more, no less, and with the pristine white dome to cap it off.
Oh yes, there were reasons why this beer cost five gold pieces for a single glass, and he hadn’t even started drinking it yet.
“Thanks, quael,” Nol grinned, gratefully pressing the five gold pieces into the barkeeper’s hand before taking the polished golden handle of the glass and bringing it to his lips…
“AMBUSH! AMBUSH! AMBUSH!”
The prince groaned, but snatched his bow and quiver nevertheless, stumbling out of his sodden tent and shooting not-quite-blindly into the dark. He dodged the Kazinian arrows as best he could while simultaneously trying to wake himself up and forget about the Liquid Sunset, which was now clearly a figment of his imagination.
“I was having a damn good dream there, Melraan,” he complained.
The swordsman, who’d been the one on watch and so was much more awake than the others, swung his sword up to clang away another flying arrow. “Sucks to be you then.”
The Kazinian bandits fell soon enough, leaving Nol to yawn into the back of his hand. “I really, really want a beer,” he declared.
Melraan laughed sympathetically. “Don’t we all? Only a couple of days to Silrona; they might have some Raykinian stuff there this time.”
“Don’t jinx it,” Nol said, pointing an accusing finger at him. He yawned again, then returned to his dreams of paradise.
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Date: 2006-01-03 08:53 am (UTC)or Lady, as the case is
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Date: 2006-01-03 08:56 am (UTC)Not Lynnlita tho. As he keeps saying, he knows her, no attraction XD
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Date: 2006-01-03 09:03 am (UTC)close... but no XD
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Date: 2006-01-03 09:20 am (UTC)That said. If you were to edit, I'm afraid you'd be down to 499 words ;_; It made gave the beer inside an even more spectacular golden hue. Soooo close ♥
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Date: 2006-01-03 06:12 pm (UTC)You so know they'd have those deep fried onions in Raykin XD Might see it as a waste of Liquid Sunset tho X3