A Prophecy From The Archives
Writing Prompt: 2025-12-05
The chipped ceramic mug, perpetually stained with the ghost of old teas, vibrates almost imperceptibly on the countertop from the distant rumbling of a passing train; inside, a single, forgotten teabag slowly bleeds color into the cooling water. Write about the significance, or lack thereof, of that teabag's lonely diffusion in the grand scheme of the day.