My first thought was, "I'm kneeling in blood." And that was how it seemed, the rush of crimson water so vividly red against the smooth white surface of the bathtub. I stared at the few drops splattered on my bare thigh, curiously fascinated by the knowledge that this was how it would look if I had knelt here and slashed my wrists to the bone. Deep scarlet splashes of warm water lapped at me, a lovely herbal fragrance rising from the swelling ripples. Dipping my hands into the ruby river, I once again marveled at how close the color matched the liquid garnet of blood. "Beyond Cherry," the box had claimed. Beautiful.
( before and after pics )
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