Experience Tumblr like never before
* You observe the objects laid before the echo flower. A dusty scarf coiled round an unopened bottle of ketchup.
* The ketchup bottle’s label has a smudged ketchup stain on it. It hasn’t quite dried yet.
* With a swipe of your finger, you taste the ketchup.
* ...It’s not ketchup.
(sorrynotsorry)