Blood! Nightmare! Cinnamon! Which of these words doesn't belong? The answer may surprise you. When you savor the fading light of Dark Sunset, all those words belong. Take a sip, and searing stabs of cinnamon slit your throat. Take another sip, and a pitch black chocolate shadow fills the sky. Now you're right where you want to be, in total darkness and utter pain -- save for the dim and dismal glow of a dead blood orange dancing across your tongue, and a slow sad smile as you contemplate yet another sip. Dark Sunset: Blood. Nightmare. Cinnamon.
This tea contains a high level of caffeine | Steep at 212° for 3 minutes.