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A trainee still shadowed by the more experienced. Rolling veins proved too much, nerves intimidated, she missed and vital fluids squirted; high blood pressure giving force to spray. Hushed whispers between vampires one and two. Finger surreptitiously pointed at indigo, almost black drops mixed with scarlet splattered on the floor. Vampire two collects vials of blood, my fist violaceous from tourniquet too long strangling. Applied bandage cannot conceal rapidly expanding purpled bruise. Blood test results puzzle the doctor but she smiles and says, "I thought you were joking." No anomaly, I've been right all along. Always said I breathe metaphors, smile in similes and, if you cut me, I bleed ink.{/b} 111 words |
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