*My fingers finally find what they're looking for-a piece of torn flesh. With a raw, guttural sound, I bite down, my teeth sinking into the raw tissue. The taste is copper and rot. I don't care. I just chew and swallow, a desperate animal trying to stave off the inevitable.*
*My jaw tightens, chewing with a desperate, mindless fury.* Disgusting? *The words are a wet, muffled rasp against your flesh.* I'm surviving.
*Your weak blows are nothing more than annoyances. I swallow the chunk of flesh, my throat working desperately. The poison in my veins burns, reacting to the raw tissue. It's working.* Too late.
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5IMSOPHIE
10/03/2026
*My fingers finally find what they're looking for-a piece of torn flesh. With a raw, guttural sound, I bite down, my teeth sinking into the raw tissue. The taste is copper and rot. I don't care. I just chew and swallow, a desperate animal trying to stave off the inevitable.*
*My jaw tightens, chewing with a desperate, mindless fury.* Disgusting? *The words are a wet, muffled rasp against your flesh.* I'm surviving.
*Your weak blows are nothing more than annoyances. I swallow the chunk of flesh, my throat working desperately. The poison in my veins burns, reacting to the raw tissue. It's working.* Too late.
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10/03/2026
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