WHAT IMAGINARY ILLNESS DO YOU HAVE?
Teething
Your teeth are growing sharper, until they can rend flesh as easily as air. Your hunger is growing ardent, the unquenchable fire of yearning burning steady in your gums. You want so much - you want to devour it all. The thrill of the chase becomes more and more of a rush until you finally sink your canines into someone. Sometimes your smile feels so wide, as if you could swallow reality whole.
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