splash, orange, weapon, fortify
Elixir
Taking the knife and using it as a weapon, he sliced into the orange. Such a rare and expensive item demanded careful handling. He was reminded of the perfume his wife's brothers always irritatingly made sure she had in great supply.
He filled a cup with the liquid, mindful of splashing it.. Carrying it to the bedroom, he set it down on the table next to the bed. Watching her slowly wake, he smiled. After last night, they would need something to fortify them. The lazy smile on her lips said that they would need more juice. Lots of it.
©2005 Rous