"Did you hear about Astral Brew's new Nebula Latte? It changes color depending on your mood."
Shadows flickered across the marble table as a voice whispered, "The spoons here hum in D minor. They say it's a secret pact with the tea leaves."
"Tables made from forgotten constellations are the usual choice... sitting beneath Spica feels like an embrace from the Milky Way."
In a forgotten corner, a waitress with eyes of stardust refilled a cup, "Time here flows like honey, thick and endlessly sweet."
Entities in the Depths Lost Words and Echoes Dark Puzzles of the Abyss