"It's a deal." Checking the cupboards, I find a box labelled tea. "Will this do?" Handing it over, I hum a quiet hymn to Elbereth as I begin measuring out the ingredients for the cookies.
Flour, sugar, shortening, humhumhum. Completely lost in my own little world, I slip into the slight trance I usually fall into while baking. The rhythm is soothing, after all.
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Date: 2004-01-16 09:29 am (UTC)Flour, sugar, shortening, humhumhum. Completely lost in my own little world, I slip into the slight trance I usually fall into while baking. The rhythm is soothing, after all.