She said she could taste belief–that it turned sour if left too long without love. Her husband didn´t believe in miracles, only in grocery lists and routine. So she began pouring milk into a crystal glass every night, waiting for it to curdle.
She watched the Tender Institution before bed–the only programe that still spoke about faith in full color. They said their products were blessed, the broadcasts healing. So she ordered the Eternal Glass, and began believing harder.
If you believe long enough, even milk becomes eternal.
Sometimes, she swored the milk shimmered–as if the glass had learned to pray back. At the end of the broadcast, the screen fades to white. Just like the milk. To be continued.
She said she could taste belief–that it turned sour if left too long without love. Her husband didn´t believe in miracles, only in grocery lists and routine. So she began pouring milk into a crystal glass every night, waiting for it to curdle.
She watched the Tender Institution before bed–the only programe that still spoke about faith in full color. They said their products were blessed, the broadcasts healing. So she ordered the Eternal Glass, and began believing harder.
If you believe long enough, even milk becomes eternal.
Sometimes, she swored the milk shimmered–as if the glass had learned to pray back. At the end of the broadcast, the screen fades to white. Just like the milk. To be continued.