As I slowly simmered in the heat, the mosquitoes made me more scrumptious for themselves by injecting all sorts of venom in me. Not a portion not a segment did they miss. Massive colonies of mosquitoes helped themselves to the sweet nectar that runs through my veins (and off course arteries too). The feast lasted almost the entire night. I don’t know how fat and chubby the feasting mosquitoes grew, but I woke up weak. *cough cough* The strength was slowly regained as the day passed. But the “cooking” and “eating” marks remained intact. I can still see the marks gracing my body, induced upon me by the tiny ravaging beasts. I just dearly wish they don’t repeat the vicious cycle tonight again.
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