AD Daily Stories
The Tea O'Clock
Sitting there, gazing at the sun that slowly started to set behind the neighboring mountain peaks, making way to an array of red and orange hues that filled the clouds ahead made her hopes grow founder of one day re-uniting with her prince charming.
It was on one spring day, like this in fact, not so many years back that she had experienced her fairytale. Hearing her heart beat fast again was the reality call that brought her back from the daze she has been stuck in. It was then that she realized, that she has been the one always waiting as time passed.
Her intentions were clear, but her reality was closer to a dream which was the opposite of what she wanted. It was at this moment that she knew that it wasn’t what she had been wanting. It was then that she had discovered that he never was hers. Him wanting her was to a certain extent the only thing she ever wanted.
Lost in her thoughts, she reached out for a pen and paper and started to write down her emotions. It was always in words that she found peace and an escape from her thoughts. It was her passion, for writing that had awakened her little girls dreams of one day turning into a writer.
She always knew that the word echoed louder than a voice. She aimed to use her words as vessels that would transport the reader into her newly created realm of possibilities.
It was in her grandmother’s garden that her long lost memory was awakened, and it will be in that same garden that she will start writing her own book that will tell the tales of her experiences and endeavors with what she once called love.
She came to know that her fairytale was not the prince charming that she had waited for, but on the contrary, her fairytale would soon be the writer that she always dreamt of becoming but had forgotten along the way.
It was there, in the extreme end of the garden where a covered canopy stood surrounded with colored flowers that started to blossom. Where she saw the perfect spot for her to tell the story.
Hence, she reached for the Hayat teapot, embellished with white and red hues of paisley design inspired by ETRO as she poured more tea in her HAYAT TEA CUP. She then, wrapped the BAC AU SAVAGE throw around her shoulder, took the CORELLA Purple floral inspired cushion and the MOMUTUS cushion with the colored passementerie, floral and bird inspired design from ETRO with her as she slowly started to make her way.
It was this day that marked the beginning of a new writer that will be born brought to life by dreams that were once forgotten but now awakened.
AD HOME Team
