Magic in Mugs
Every morning, Alex woke up to a world transformed. The coffee machine hummed with an eerie green light, and the curtains swayed as if guided by unseen hands. As he reached for his cup, the liquid within tingled before pooling into perfect latte art of a phoenix rising from the ashes. He chuckled, shaking off any sense of wonder, but today felt different. The coffee tasted richer than usual, and the air held an unexpected scent of incense. Alex began his day with a curious blend of familiarity and intrigue, knowing this wasn't just another mundane routine.