Nervina produced the blue truth powder - although not all of it, as he had decanted the purchase into two jars, just in case they later needed a back up.
It was a rich indigo color - you could have painted the Madonna's cloak with it: a virtuous compound that compelled one to speak frankly, and with commonsense. Nervina like to call it humorously Frank-'n-sense.
"You look tragic today,” he observed out loud, "what for?"
Puck was in no mood to explain himself to someone in a good mood. He stared into the glass at the Frank-'n-sense, that fell heavily from side to side when he shook it.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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