I watched her inhale an undetermined amount of the Dmtspice... her breathe became labored and she was quiet for 3or 4 minutes. "Wow," escaped her lips in a deep long splash of voice.
She held my hand and I could feel her blood moving strangely through her. When she came too, she almost started to describe it to me. Then stopped herself and repeated the palindrome.
After reloading I inhaled mine. I started to talk but of course, stopped myself. The patterns started swirling at me from every direction. Gold and green over black and blue. Enmeshing me and whorling me about.
I opened my eyes and the room came alive with bright colors in the darkness. I tilted my head to the left, the room tilted to the right. I moved to the left, the room moved to the right... I leaned forward and the room spilled towards me! Everything was dancing with every- thing else. I laughed and it laughed back.
My hands began to move like butterflies patrolling the meadow. "Wow," I said. What else could I say? Nothing else seemed appropriate.
I got up and started to dance, and then I started spinning around the room and folded up on the floor smiling and beaming at AngelIV. She smiled back.
I loaded another bowl for her and she laid down after finishing the spice. I just smiled and watched her as she writhed on the floor. Ecstatic. What beauty was this? She came too after several minutes, "I remembered this time," smiling,"I wanted to tell you."
