"The paint dripped off me like a liquid coat and I inhaled the toxic fumes, sucking the undiluted scent into my lungs.
I painted turquoise wounds that wept turquoise blood onto the paper floor, and w.
As it was, the pain distracted me so badly that I was unable to focus on any other details.
It should have rendered me unconscious, it should have affected my ability, it felt like it should have killed me.
My pupils dilated as I sank into the vision of a pain so absolute, it went beyond pain. "The paint dripped off me like a liquid coat and I inhaled the toxic fumes, sucking the undiluted scent into my lungs