I Bite…
She could not speak.
Warm blood pulsated in my mouth.
Cascading over my rigid tongue, to soothe my burning throat.
"Heavenly," I tho...
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Bad Blood: Under the Harvest Moon
I was a happy hippie. Sitting on the edge of the world, with nothing to hold me back. Drowning away my sorrows in the smoke of liberty....