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"That I do. Something for people to relax, have a drink, and take their minds away from the stress of the world. From flowers, to herbal teas, to even natural aphrodisiacal drinks. I grow and create them all right here."
"That depends, dear greed. Are you asking for yourself, or do you simply wish to see me drunk?"
Ra wasn't against the idea. Though, he was a bit saddened she seemed...underwhelmed. it was mead made from millenias old honey. Still, he wasn't too disheartened.
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"The entrance? Hmmmm... Well, that is a choice. I was thinking in my bedroom. It ๐๐ a priceless artifact, after all."
He carried the canvas to the entryway and held it to an empty space on the wall. Then he devided to do the same in his bedroom.
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"Please, come in. Have a seat at the counter."
He opens the door and inside was his quaint, little tea shop adorned with flowers and soft, cool colors painted upon the walls.
During the time show created her masterpiece, and also because of her comment of alcohol, Ra granbed her a drink he thought she may appreciate.
"That wasn't so hard, now was it?"
A playful tease coming from behind her, but accompanied with a peace offering.
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she baptises the finished masterpiece , setting aside her painting tools and ascending to stretch . the requiem of a corpse โ and a plea for deliverance . the only ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ this creature could ever nurture .
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As het stretched finished, a glass of wine raised up to her line of sight. As she painted, Ra had retrieved a bottle from a hidden stash that may or may not have other goodies.
"Magnificent."
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she baptises the finished masterpiece , setting aside her painting tools and ascending to stretch . the requiem of a corpse โ and a plea for deliverance . the only ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ this creature could ever nurture .
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"As we are entering ๐กโ๐๐ก season, here is a public service announcement.
DoNOT come in here asking for pumpkin spice. I don't have it. I'll never have it. Not after...last time.
Anyway, no. Don't test me."
"Yes."
Said with the utmost certainty.
""I know you carry desire. What I don't know is why you're holding yourself back with hesitation."
As he talked, he stepped over to a emptier spot in the room. Ra, then, reached out his right fist.
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Held upward as if he were holding on to a pole. Suddenly, a small pour of golden sand spilled from his fist to the floor. It created a small pile just a ways from where he stood.
"I want you..."
Once the samd stopped, he reached down and pressed his palm into the mound.
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Looking ober the multitude of pieces that hung upon his walls, he gathered what he believed to be the same answer every painter has come to at least once.
"Desire."
"Come now... I'm sure even the sinners, especially the greediest of them, can appreciate the fine art you would create."
Setting his drink off to the side, Ra walked over to her and leaned in.
"You're in a respite. Use it to your advantage. This is your time to enjoy yourself."