I didn't have a choice! I waited for someone to come to my aid as I stared into his cold bloody eye. My senses began to tingle as the wind brushed the taste of his still fresh skin into my nostrils. I tried to fight it, but still, I lost.
The taste of Alien | Ecency
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[Eng./Esp.] The Curse of the Carats: Why I Live Naked. || La maldición de los quilates, por qué vivo desnudo.amigoponc ·
