In the end, she upended the vial until its contents splashed onto the expensive rug underneath her desk. She repeated the same action with every single vial left in the secret drawer until a puddle of her temptation soaked through the fibers. A spell shattered every empty vial into minuscule pieces of glass she was then able to vanish with another flick of her wrist. The stain, however, remained. She wanted to see the evidence that at least that day she was stronger than the pull of the poison.