Daily Dialogue: A Long Pork Feast
Meredith
Has he perished?
Julia
The world will no longer feel his breath on the air.
Meredith
I must say, it was simpler than I expected.
Julia
A blade through the heart is like piercing an apple.
Meredith
I do so enjoy baking my pastries. Maybe that’s why it felt so familiar.
Julia
Does being a gourmand lend itself to a murderous life?
Meredith
It seems as such. Even if it involves an innocent thing such as pie.
Julia
Or this man, late as he may be.
Meredith
No man is innocent. Humanity is a blight on the cosmos.
Julia
Which is why we must do all in our power to smother it.
Meredith
One knife edge at a time. How to dispose of the clotted blood and the rotting corpse? Croissants are much simpler to be rid of.
Julia
Have you ever dined on long pork?
Meredith
I haven’t heard of such a thing ’til it was delivered by your lips. Praytell what it is.
Julia
A rather… unique delicacy. We are blighted by the animals in which it’s taken from. A fresh slab lies dead at our feet.
Meredith
Flesh of the blighted? Would that not poison us with their disease?
Julia
The veil of ruin has been snatched from our eyes and we can see the world for the awfulness it truly is. Doing such has made us immune to humanity’s internal disasters.
Meredith
Then we are bathed in the purity of the cosmos.
Julia
And it has gifted us with a feast of long pork.
Meredith
Have you tasted it?
Julia
Many times.
Meredith
How do you prepare it?
Julia
Why, Meredith, you treat it like any other meal fit for a carnivore.
Meredith
Which parts to take?
Julia
The thighs. He was a corpulent man, so he should be particularly… savory.
Meredith
Lard makes the flesh more indulgent, like the pig?
Julia
We will be dining on long pork, after all.
Meredith
Heh, quite. We are only two women, perhaps we need only one thigh.
Julia
Oh, my eyes grew larger than my appetite, you’re right. I dreadfully apologize.
Meredith
Think nothing of it. What shall we do with the rest of him? The rot will have set in too much on the morrow for the remainder to be of any use to us.
Julia
Yes, yes… But science may have a thing or two to perform with him.
Meredith
I’m faint with perplexment.
Julia
The university in the next village is always looking for cadavers to experiment on.
Meredith
But there is one in our village.
Julia
Yes, but the other one doesn’t ask questions. And they do pay nicely.
Meredith
Oh, sweet joy! We can have a resplendent dinner tonight and fuller coffers on the morrow.
Julia
Quite fuller. The educators are desperate and grants tumble their way routinely. They are also lonely, so a well-displayed bosom might help persuade them out of a bit more coin.
Meredith
Oh, you’re so devilish.
