Listen here — the Lord, our God, spoke once more. Lofted between heaven, another fruit still — seraph-held — found the windswept cherub’s loose, wanton mouth, wet still with Life’s juice. It opened itself, tongue slithering out, lapping at skin, before teeth pierced. The Fruit of Knowledge — the Lord had commanded His creation to taste the Fruit of Knowledge.
Oh god so descriptive im EATING
