[The entire genre of vampire-like fiction published in Trench seemed to center around Vilebloods that had succumbed to at least partial corruption. The epistolary about Joshua Harper's adventures with a mysterious Duke in a foreign castle seemed pretty definitive of the whole of the genre.]
And... I admit, I didn't intend on drinking the hydrogen peroxide. Have you ever heard stories about artists needing to label their cups to tell the difference between the one they're drinking from and the one they rinse their brushes with?
It was a situation like that. I believed I was drinking water until the fizz startled me so much that I swallowed. By accident.
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[The entire genre of vampire-like fiction published in Trench seemed to center around Vilebloods that had succumbed to at least partial corruption. The epistolary about Joshua Harper's adventures with a mysterious Duke in a foreign castle seemed pretty definitive of the whole of the genre.]
And... I admit, I didn't intend on drinking the hydrogen peroxide. Have you ever heard stories about artists needing to label their cups to tell the difference between the one they're drinking from and the one they rinse their brushes with?
It was a situation like that. I believed I was drinking water until the fizz startled me so much that I swallowed. By accident.