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... ia’s collapse.
A fruitful amalgamation of flavor even with the smallest of sips, with the faintest aftertaste of lumber lingering in her throat. Prior experiences had affirmed her belief that blood and water remained the only adequate choices for primary sustenance. But for pleasure, for leisure, she believed there could exist no kind that could please her.
But perhaps, savoring this succulent taste... she might yet be proven wronger still.
“Wowie, look at you...” Tyler g ...
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