Status: I can be you, you can be all.

A Black Tea

Black Drop

I enlarge my eyes as much as I can and make it close to the cup. Centering a black circle, tea is organizing something. The black drop is increasing after each second and turns it into a black tea.

I use the spoon to feel the smell. But the black layer vibrates the spoon and suddenly jumps into my right hand. I look at the spoon and find that black covers my forehead and moving in between the lips. Unable to enter into mouth, it goes down to the belly and colours me black.