Chapter Forty: Poison talks, Poisonous thoughts and sweet, genuis evil
If you were to ask her, this was her show, she was the puppet master moving the strings, but the puppets were delusional about their inferiority, they believed they moved on their own.
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The moment the potion slid down her throat, Nase knew that she had made the best decision she had ever taken in a while. The potion, even though it appeared to have a sappy, thick kind of look and the way it fell from the bottle was slow as is the character of something sappy; Its texture was that of water, and it had a cooling effect on it that reminded her of mint.
Once it hit her throat, she was estastic, sizzling with the inebriating feeling of triumph. Yes, things were going to turn around for her. After this, s
