The mere touch of certain words can turn paper into parchment.
Words like vale, gallant, perchance.
"Perchance a gallant knight rode along the vale?"
I'm sure that is in some book some where. A parchmentback.
Some words can transport you to very specific times in your life - past or future.
Say bistro and I think of freshly brewed coffee at a cobblestone cafe.
Say white makhan and I think of hot paranthas, fresh out of the tandoor at my Nani's house.
Say cheese omelette and I think of the person who taught me to make it over ten years ago.
Some days - no matter what words you say - are just not your days.
But just for today, I am Elizabeth Bennett.
Turning paper to parchment.
Words like vale, gallant, perchance.
"Perchance a gallant knight rode along the vale?"
I'm sure that is in some book some where. A parchmentback.
Some words can transport you to very specific times in your life - past or future.
Say bistro and I think of freshly brewed coffee at a cobblestone cafe.
Say white makhan and I think of hot paranthas, fresh out of the tandoor at my Nani's house.
Say cheese omelette and I think of the person who taught me to make it over ten years ago.
Some days - no matter what words you say - are just not your days.
But just for today, I am Elizabeth Bennett.
Turning paper to parchment.
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