piscis-no-aphrodite

''There is nothing better than drinking my cup of tea'' Minelle said. It was a cold, stormy night. The fire was out, she liked to feel the cold in her bones. The sound of the water running was like the singing of angels. When she finished the tea, she took an old candle from the little table next to her, and her favorite book, and started reading it, when she listened to footsteps upstairs. She ignored them. Seconds later, she listened that sound again. Tired like she was, didn't think it could be something bad, ''maybe just the wind and the trees playing a bad joke'' she said to herself. She closed her eyes and almost fell asleep. There w