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 Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 10:48 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Gold Description: Joy, warmth, wholeness Your commentary on its flavour: The entire family in this memory were together. The laughter and warmth squeezed around her heart painfully, and she felt a tear running down her cheek, because she remembered. She remembered her own memory, where she had lost her family, where she had been crying in the dark black ocean, and this was such a stark contrast that-- She was happy for whoever owned it. But, as she frantically wiped away the wetness on her cheeks, she knew that there was a bitter stirring in her heart, wishing that it was hers.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 1:31 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Gold Description: Excitement, trust, joy, warmth Your commentary on its flavour: Rika was surprised by the feeling of excitement that came from this memory. The feelings of trust and joy felt for their family. The warmth of knowing that family would protect them from any danger. It left her with a warm, wholesome feeling that settled in her chest and spread throughout her. Setting the cup down wistfully, she smiled as she replayed the happy memory to herself.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 1:40 pm
Tea Guest Log  Colour of Tea Tasted: Rich Gold Description: Warm and Fuzzy Your commentary on its flavour: This one too, left a warm fuzzy feeling in him. The love and warmth he felt watching this made him long for something he felt that he had lost or forgotten. He was happy for them though and he enjoyed the memory. Though he had to wonder if he was becoming addicted to this particular blend.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 1:52 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: gold Description: comforting, warm, happy, trust Your commentary on its flavour:Thean could smell the sweet taste even before she put it in her mouth. The variety of flavors like the variety of people in the memory was absolutely delightful. She smiled at all of the hustle and bustle of love in the memory. She felt wrapped up in their warmth. The trust she felt in that memory was astounding. As she finished she contemplated on her own memories. Did she remember trust well?
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