Now, the second letter of the
second word, giving us DEADLY DE in all:
Every crystal glows from the inside out, carrying my power into the bowl.
Sugar, sweetness, the taste of a first kiss, the feeling of his lips on mine…
Smoke rises to my nose, carrying the scent of burnt sugar. I tilt the cup upright. Only a few of the crystals look blackened.
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