Nightshade 〈10000+ Validated〉

One autumn evening, as the fog rolled in like cold smoke, a young man named Julian arrived at her gate. He wore the heavy, fur-lined cloak of the Northern Guard, but his face was hollowed by a terror that no armor could protect against.

Julian pulled back his collar. On his neck was the brand of the High Inquisitor—a mark reserved for those who had committed treason. He had seen the corruption in the capital, tried to expose it, and was now a hunted man. He didn't want to forget his life; he wanted to fake his death. 🧪 The Three Drops of Belladonna nightshade

She explained the three stages of the poison to him as she prepared the vial: One autumn evening, as the fog rolled in