Blood dripped from her lips before she licked them clean.
Picking apart the bones, Isabelle slowly sucked the marrow dry before stacking them into a neat pile of brittle on the side of her plate.

There were few things that tasted like what you expected them to.  Vegetables for instance, advertised a healthy snack but were typically bitter and not at all refreshing. Popcorn was so far from the cob it might as well change its name to popped sugar.
Cake existed to disappoint.

Blood, however. She liked blood. It was honest. It promised violence and delivered. Have you ever wondered what a color would taste like? She knew red and it wasn’t anywhere near cherry chapstick.

For The Daily Post’s daily prompt: Savor


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