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 Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 1:58 pm
Tea Guest Log  Colour of Tea Tasted: Golden brown Description: nervous, excitement, joy, love Your commentary on its flavour: Thean took a sip and was hit with a burst of joy. She thoroughly enjoyed reliving the memory. That joy was untouchable, ever fighting on. It had a bold flavor that Thean adored. How sweet that his feelings had been returned. The girl must have had so much courage. They were very lucky. She felt their love through the tea. Thean smiled as she finished it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 3:31 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Golden Description: Anticipation, Joy, Love Your commentary on its flavour: This tea was much more pleasant than a lot of the teas that Zanna had tasted so far, and it soothed her. The excitement from the boy was palatable as he went to meet the girl he obviously adored. And she adored him too! It was a nice feeling, and it brought a smile to Zanna's face. She couldn't help but hope the best for them in all of their endeavors ... and wish that every memory was a bit more like this one.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 10:17 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Gold Description: Love, Excitement, Anticipation Your commentary on its flavour: For the first time he felt his heart flutter within his chest. He held the warmth of the teacup close to his heart, his core warming as the memory filled him up with a beautiful emotion. It was exciting. It was happy. It made him smile on the inside, and out. What a beautiful memory..
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 10:36 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Gold Description: Excitement, hope, love, happiness Your commentary on its flavour: It seems he was on a stroke of luck lately. From every memory leaving him wanting to cry for those he met to finding each so happy. A smile played along his lips as he swallowed the tea, closing his eyes a moment. He didn't really understand it. The love seemed different for how he felt about those he cared about, but it was a loving, blossoming feeling. One that gave hope, happiness, and just... he couldn't even begin to explain it. Everything he wished and wanted was in that moment, how sweet it must have been. Just like the tea was on his lips. ...love was a wonderful thing.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 11:11 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Bronze Description: Cute, innocent, sweet Your commentary on its flavour: Sipping this tea was addicting. Fayre couldn't stop herself, she kept re-living the little memory over and over, soaking in the feeling of new, pure, innocent love. It was so rare, these days. And it always felt so good to fall in love.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 11:13 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Bronze Description: Tastes like first love Your commentary on its flavour: Trebor enjoyed the flavor of this memory, at first. Who wouldn't? It settled him into a warm, fuzzy lull of happiness. But there was something sour, a hint of foreboding, that he knew he was adding himself. He put down the tea, and touched the liquid with his fingertips. Love was always so quick to blind.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 11:21 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Gold/Dull yellow Description: Anxious, light, sugary, excited Your commentary on its flavour: It was so sweet, and lighthearted, Lin was delighted by the tea. The candy passed around delighted her and when the memory moved to the library she felt her own heart speed up and when the girl kissed his cheek her own heart skipped a beat. This must be what love felt like and she wanted to run off with the whole pot of tea and hide it away to drink when she'd had a bad day.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 9:35 am
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Bronze Description: New love. Excitement. Bliss. Your commentary on its flavour: What a sweet, happy blend! Having your feelings reciprocated is one of the best things that can happen to anyone, and the way he was so excited to see her was adorable... It puts a smile to my face.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 9:51 am
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Bronze Description: Fresh, excitement, anticipation, happiness, bliss Your commentary on its flavour: The memory brought a small smile to her lips. Such sweet and innocent happiness! Though the memory was a short one, it was filled with sweet emotion that gave her further positive feelings rich with new found love. She hoped that good memories could continue on from here.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 3:47 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Burnt Umber Description: New love, the simplicity of being anxious and young. Your commentary on its flavour: Arl watched the boy, in trepidation, receive a love letter and react to it accordingly: he was excited, and nervous, and all of those wonderful trappings of love which had not been broken, of a heart that still had something left to give. He silently cheered the boy on, hoping that the date would go well, that this Valentine’s day would be special-- he felt the flutter of his heart as the girl kissed his cheek, and that was enough, surely.
It was such a simple thing, this letter, but it seemed to have been so precious to the boy. Perhaps more of their feelings should all be given so freely. Arl felt that maybe such a thing could be possible, if they all tried a little more of this...
Although the memory was so happy, a very quiet, distant part inside him hoped sincerely the boy would never lose this sense of hope.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 3:55 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Bronze Description: Excitement, Joy, Youth, Anticipation, Love Your commentary on its flavour: Shaw inspected this first tea, glancing at it - it seemed a normal enough color - before taking a sniff. It smelled, well. Fresh, light. Almost fruity. Tentatively, he took a sip, and was shocked at how crisp and clean the flavors came through. He closed his eyes, smiling. Young love. High school romance, maybe? Perhaps even a first kiss? It had the taste of new beginnings, the first sentence that hinted to more cherished memories to come. Tender, sweet; innocent. Naivete wasn't always a bad thing, he reflected. It was a beautiful, tremulous thing. Shaw took a deep breath, and finished the rest of his cup, setting it down on the table and taking a few moments to appreciate the full bouquet. He felt peaceful, hopeful. Shiny and new, like tinsel. He was almost reluctant to move on to another brew.
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