The vamps at the lab wanted a piece of me. (Now makes sense... wait,
no it doesn't.)
For the first time in a long time, the vein was painlessly pierced, by a Transylvanian no less (though I can't prove it.)Whilst wearing festive red in honor of the occasion, I carried on with the color scheme buying duvdvanim (only 10 NIS/kilo) at the open air market even though I had intended to buy tapuchim adumim. The crimson circle was almost complete when an uninvited pest-ette attempted to slurp vermillion energy out of my arm.
Red, the life force rooted in earth and humanity. ?
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