A small bottle in the table is alluring me; it contains white sprinkles mixed with blue gel liquid.
Its aura spreads the whole room which stimulated appetite and my tongue drops because of the sweetness mixed the humidity of air.
I moved near the bottle and opened it. When I drank an ounce of that liquid I lost my original sense and renewed with new senses. I realized the world now I’m seeing is the real and my
real old sense gave me an illusion of this real world. The mystic liquid gave me the key to the real world just by repairing my senses.
Moon light 