Conversation with himself

Eiro was seated on one of the library's chairs, while the librarian brought something over to him. It looked like a cup of tea, even if the liquid inside was anything but tea. Or rather, it was tea unlike any that Eiro had seen before in his life. After all, it was completely made of fire magic that had taken different forms.

In this realm, the magic had transformed and taken on the form of different plants, as well as other parts of nature like mountains or even rivers. Given the fact that they had 'water' of flowing fire, as well as plants that seemed quite similar to different herbs that tea could be made out of, it sort of made sense that tea itself could be replicated.