A fleeting grace, ephemeral delight
A savory seed, in sweetness grown
An abode in a luscious cream tone
Spoons of flavors from Alice's world
A subtle whisper yet drastically bold
Imagination of the Mad Hatter,
Sweet wisdom of liquid gold
Colors from galaxies near and far
Landscapes of clouds and mythical lands
Aroma from the worlds unknown
A universe in a cookie or a scone
A tiny portion with nostalgia within
The evening snack sizzles, never meant to quite fit in.
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Alternate Title: Twilight Crumbs.
L'Heure Bleue (or 'The Blue Hour', as it is famously known in France) is the perfect time for an evening snack, which happens to be the prompt for today.
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