The Tea Table

[Another Place – A Tranquil Garden]

Under a clear sky and amidst a garden bursting with multicolored flowers, Sapphire sat elegantly at a wrought-iron table. In front of her, a delicate cup of steaming tea rested in her hands, held with the grace of someone completely at ease.

Sitting across from her was Raphael, a woman with soft pink hair cascading in gentle waves over her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled with a blend of wisdom and humor as she stirred her tea with a silver spoon.

"You never change, Sapphire," Raphael remarked with a light smile, watching her companion.

"And why should I?" Sapphire replied, her tone both relaxed and sharp. "The world changes around us, but we… we remain constant."

Raphael chuckled softly, setting the spoon down on the edge of her saucer. "Constant, yet always in the middle of everything. Don't you find it ironic that even when you try to step away from certain situations, you still get pulled in?"