"You said your reaction was due to magic. As I mentioned, the glow of that wine -- and a few other bottles on the table -- comes from the excess they contain." She leaned over and picked up the fallen glass, a bit of the wine still caught in its curve. She held it up for them to see -- black liquid, swirling here and there with not just a deep purple, but a bright silvery sparkle when tipped. "This is entberry wine. As the juice becomes wine, it shifts from purely black to purple... and once it's ready to drink -- once it has as much alcohol as it will have, which admittedly isn't much compared to most other wines -- it glows. I'm uncertain which begets which... the color, the glow, or the alcohol... but I suppose it's all the same."
She gestured, subtly, to the table. "As for the glowing bottles of water -- I gave those as much to carry as the entberry wine.
"But it's only those two. Nothing else ought give you reason to pause."
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Date: 2025-05-31 01:11 am (UTC)She gestured, subtly, to the table. "As for the glowing bottles of water -- I gave those as much to carry as the entberry wine.
"But it's only those two. Nothing else ought give you reason to pause."