Six pounds, fourteen ounces of hulking beige matter. An unearthed treasure. A colossal secret freed from the soil. Looking for all the world like a mummified organ. It dwarfs the apples around it, there to show its size. Hideous in juxtaposition with all the beauty glorifying the castle but holding every ounce of power. A grotesque wart to be worshipped. Deafening applause. The global media are on their feet. Even those in the screens standing. The smell of the god hits hard. Waves of pheromones dilate every pupil in the great hall. Gamey, damp forest funk. A musk that summons saliva to pool
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