Meet D. T.
Dark Truffle has layers: quiet – never making uproar, peaceful – resolving arguments among friends, private – reserves personal thoughts to their germane situation, and pensive – lost in the gears of the mind and forgetting to speak.
Dark Truffle appears gloomy, but given a chance the warm core can become palpable.
Dark Truffle under dissection reveals a sturdy brown heart under an elusive plum skin.
Dark Truffle is the element Earth – rich soil to grow flourishing gardens.
Dark Truffle's is the character Shrek, which by extension means Dark Truffle is like an onion.
Dark Truffle wears comfortable around-the-house clothes wherever they don’t look obscenely out of place, but when fancy calls Dark Truffle turns strikingly chic – pixie-short hair styled to enhance the eyes, a chocolate toned dress running the length of a slender body.
Dark Truffle slides across flat paths, rolls with hills, and glides over irregular bumps like they’re polished marble.
Dark Truffle lives alone, but loneliness is avoided through visiting friends.
Dark Truffle sounds like grass rustling as a choir of crickets chirp.
Dark Truffle cannot play music, so instead music of all types is listened to and appreciated.
Dark Truffle feels silky smooth and refreshingly cool.
Dark Truffle smells like a room out of Willy Wonka’s factory.
Dark Truffle zaps the taste buds with bitterness when eaten without patience but is sweetly satisfying if allowed to melt on the tongue piece by piece.
Dark Truffle is the ellipsis at the end of incomplete thoughts.
Dark Truffle’s texture is smooth like glass yet appears to have a liquid face.
Dark Truffle is the feeling you get after you and a friend fight and reconcile.
