Jelly Art Novels & Stories

As Neil spoke, he retrieved a small plate of cake and placed it in front of Cordelia. “Have a taste!” Cordelia snapped out of her reverie. The small dish of the cake was intricate. Its emerald color and semi-opaque transparency made it look like a piece of art. “This is…” Cordelia was delightfully surprised. This was one of the cakes her mother had made her when she was younger! “You know this?” Neil asked softly, “This is Ejada, a specialty from Southeast Aciatic.” “Specialty from Southeast Aciatic?” Cordelia recalled the time when she took her mother to the art exhibition, and Xyla bought a scarf. She had said that the embroidery and pattern were rarely seen in Centrolis and were only avai