Faint Tablet Novels & Stories

I say faintly, and Victor simply nods, his face as always, unreadable. “You have carried this family long enough, Lucien.” I say, tracing my fingertips along the frame. “Let me help.” Turning towards Victor, I say. “Tell me about pills that can weaken Lucien.” “There’s a mixture of psychotropic and appetite suppressants, mild doses can cause fatigue, confusion, and make him forget small details. Nothing too dangerous...but noticeable.”

Aria: Hey Ricci, did I meet you at a good time? I dropped the phone back on the counter and picked up the first pack of tablet which I had picked up before but dropped when a text came into my phone. I opened the pack and shook a couple of tablets into my palm and washed it down with a mouthful of water. I did the same for the two remaining packs of tablets on the counter before using a mouthful of water to chase the whole thing down completely. I felt really weak. I bent my head from side to side and started massaging my forehead when it started to pound really badly. I sighed Matilda when she walked into the kitchen once again, from the corner of my eyes.

My body wants to move closer to his, desperately begging to close the small gap between us. “It’s the small sulfa tablets that the frontline medics use for the more severe wounds on the battlefield,” Lily’s voice instantly cools my body down, yanking me out of Sebastian’s trance. I look at her from over my shoulder, one eyebrow raised at her words. “Sulfa tablets? Those should have been discontinued years ago…” I mumble to myself, hoping that they don’t hear me, and I shake my head. I turn to fully look at Lily, who stares at me like I’m the scum of the earth. “Sure. I’ll help you out. I want the same amount of money as last time, though. That’s my f*e.”

“She’s asleep now, so just let her rest.” Fabian nodded silently as the nurse too came out, carrying the doctor’s bag. The elderly man passed a clear little bottle of dark brown pills to Fabian. “It’s for her iron deficiency, have her take two tablets each day,” the doctor shook the little bottle and the pills made a rattling sound. “As you can see, this will only last her three days. She’ll have to stock up on them,” the doctor pressed the bottle into Fabian’s hand before bidding Fabian goodnight.

One of the men asked. "There’s no hurry. Let's stick around! The Energy Nurturing Pills are gone, but Cynthion Group is selling Beauty Pills, Life-Prolonging Pills, and Nurturing Pills. I need to get some Beauty Pills and Like-Prolonging Pills for my sister and parents," Fane said with a smile.

Raina raised an eyebrow slightly and opened the box. Inside was a small, pale green tablet. It looked completely ordinary—just a standard, unremarkable pill you’d expect to find in any hospital. ***

He passed out after that and was here when he opened his eyes again. “Here!” The girl’s voice pulled him back to reality. She passed him two tablets and a glass of water, urging him to take them. “It’s an antipyretic and anti-inflammatory tablet,” explained the girl. “But the cheapest kind. I can’t afford expensive ones!” Fredric smiled. It was already good enough that he had medicine at this time. He took the tablets and asked the girl, “What’s your name?” “Sunny.” Sunny, the golden sun.

"Right then, I need to get things ready in here, but first; you need to take this." She held up her hands, cupped together one beneath the other. Sitting in the centre of her white palm was a glassy black tablet, a little bigger than your average paracetamol and curiously shaped; not oval but rather a hexagonal prism with a blunted point at each end. Standing in the doorway there wasn't enough light for me to be certain, but there looked to be something etched into the surface, tiny letters or pictograms. "Ah, what is that?" As a wise man once told me; if you don't know what it is, you probably shouldn't put it in your mouth.

Finn returned to his seat and suggested, "Take two is enough." Julien did not answer him but just handed two tablets to Sydney as Finn had suggested and said to Sydney gently, "Eat them." Sydney did have a little stomach distension, so she naturally took the digestion tablets directly and put them into her mouth. The digestion tablets were not bitter but tasted good and even could be seen as chewing candies, so the water Julien had poured for Sydney was of no use and was still on the table. After a while, Sydney's physical examination report came out, and a nurse sent it to Finn.

"Have you heard from my mother? From Margaret?" "Not yet, Luna. But I'm sure they'll return soon." She set the tray on my bedside table, organizing the pills into little paper cups. Blue ones for the tremors that Evelyn said would help with muscle control. White ones for the pain that never really went away. Yellow ones that were supposed to support my system between the real treatments—treatments that only Evelyn knew how to prepare. "These aren't working anymore," I said. "I know it feels that way, but—"