Fourty Minutes to Eternity

A pleasant scent rises from the cup of steaming tea I hold just under my nose. A moment of serenity, allowed to me, even though I don't deserve it; a moment I should be thankful of. I drink some of the tea, feeling its bitter taste; it's not that I particularly like it bitter, but just this once, I've left it without sugar. The snow falls relentlessly around me, yet I stand defiant, with only my tea to warm me up. I stand here alone now, just like she was back then. [From [url=http://lemmasoft.renai.us/forums/viewtopic.php?f=11&t=8077]Official site[/url]]