Origins of Blood (RE)
Chapter 48: Seeing the Light (4)
I haven’t eaten anything but bread—stolen from broken bakeries before we vanished below again. The rest... has been blood.
Theirs. Ours. Mine.
My hands shake as another wave rises.
I vomit again. This time the taste burns in my nose. Acid. Rot.
The red in my eyes dims.
The light vanishes.
The warmth leaves me.
The threads are gone.
Only darkness remains.
The flickering lamp behind me casts long shadows—but the heat, the clarity—it’s gone.
My fingers twitch next to an unconscious blue.
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