
A scribble.
Wanda protecc.
Vision: Here you are Wanda, a nice hot cup of coffee.
Wanda: (sighs and slurps) Oh, it’s cold.
Vision: Nice cup of coffee.
Wanda: It’s horrible!
Vision: Cup of coffee.
Wanda: I’m not even sure it is coffee.
Vision: Cup.
“Unable to perceive the shape of you, I find you all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with your love. It humbles my heart, for you are everywhere.” (x)