My third drabble for Challenge 417: Slice at tw100.
Summary: Itâs a wedding tradition.
The cake was so beautifully decorated, it almost seemed a shame to cut it. Each of the three tiers was iced in pristine white, trimmed with pale lavender, and decorated with deep purple flowers and pale green leaves. It was a true work of art.
Nevertheless, cakes are made to be eaten, not just admired, and besides, the cutting of the cake was a time-honoured wedding tradition.
Picking up the knife, Tosh and Owen posed for photographs before cutting the all-important first slice, accompanied by cheers and applause from their friends.
It tasted every bit as good as it looked.
The End
Nevertheless, cakes are made to be eaten, not just admired, and besides, the cutting of the cake was a time-honoured wedding tradition.
Picking up the knife, Tosh and Owen posed for photographs before cutting the all-important first slice, accompanied by cheers and applause from their friends.
It tasted every bit as good as it looked.
The End