"What is that?""Over there, with the cup...
"What is that?""Over there, with the cup?""No, no, over there, behind the book." Ooky-Spooky, who the author gives a drawn portrait thereof in lieu of description because the author cannot be arsed with it yet again in a work this short, sauntered over to the dim glow beneath a dusty bookcase, in a musty antiquities store in god knows what plane.
A cursed cup...
My latest drabble, a sequel to what has become quite the serial! I do hope you like it!
Though, given I forgot to post the link to part two:
And part one for those who missed that part too: