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❑ ;; 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. Such a sweet and intoxicating aroma that smothers your senses and controls your very fibres. It's warm and thick, pumping around the roads of veins and arteries that are the map of the body. Its sweet metallic taste lingers, clings to every tastebud, and coats the throat as it goes down.
Such a vivid rush of adrenaline for the taboo.
A delicious bite at the morally wrong.
To bathe in the illegal act.
To sing the melodies of cannibalism.
The sweet taste of iron coats her tongue as she laps up the remaining blood from the dish her mother had prepared for their 5th birthday. It was a surprise, indeed. Given how her small school of 50 kids or so were taught that eating meat ー especially, herbivores ー was the biggest crime anyone would commit, yet here they were, eating a beautiful cooked dwarf rabbit.
As she licked her muzzle, their parents smiled, their eyes shining in pride at their daughter, who was unaware of the harsh consequences of her future. All because her parents wanted to enhance her predatory instincts. They simply laughed and smiled, clapped along and videoed her special moment.
So, with that, the little girl's world was quick to crumble in the future.
