AND THE SECOND OF THESE IS ENVY
jenthegypsy
He does not drink the finest of brandies this night, neither port, nor the smoky distilled spirits of his ancestors. Tonight he drinks the Devil's own swill in the darkest corner of the lowliest tavern that he can find. The deep chestnut color of it belies the taste of rotgut, and reminds him of her eyes, turned hard to his as she took her place at the side of a blacksmith instead of as the wife of a Commodore.
He drinks tonight to purge from his soul the second of the Deadly Sins.
He will worry about his heart on the morrow.
fini
JULY 14, 2005 BPS Drabble Challenge: Green