Chapter 24: The Lost Crypts of Gothmog – Page 11

You sit down on the bed to eat. You start with the soup. It’s creamy and warm, as though it came straight from a chef’s kitchen. When you eat the soup, it's like a party in your mouth, with all the flavors coming together to create a symphony of deliciousness that’s simply irresistible. Every spoonful is a journey of flavor.

Once you’re done with that, you devour the best steak and potatoes you have ever eaten. The steak is cooked to perfection, with a juicy, pink center and a crispy, salty exterior. The potatoes are roasted to perfection, with a fluffy interior and crispy, golden skin. Every bite is an explosion of flavor that makes you feel happy and satisfied.

Last, but certainly not least, is a beautiful fruit tart. The crust is golden and flaky, and the filling is a creamy custard. The tart is adorned with fresh berries and slices of fruit. When you take a bite of the tart, the sweetness of the berries, the richness of the custard, and the flakiness of the crust all come together perfectly. You are in heaven.

After eating all of that, you’re full to bursting and feel quite sleepy. As though it was the most natural thing in the world, you take off your boots and slip under the covers for a good rest. Your sleep is long and uninterrupted.

When you wake up, breakfast is ready. You have no idea who put the dishes on the bedside table, nor do you care.

The first thing you taste is the salty bacon. It is crispy and perfectly cooked. The fat melts in your mouth and the flavor is incredible. The eggs are next. They are cooked perfectly, with a slightly runny yolk, and seasoned with just the right amount of salt and pepper. The toast is the perfect complement to the meal. It’s crispy and has the perfect amount of butter. The flavor is incredible and you can't stop eating. This is the most delicious breakfast you have ever eaten! You finish off your meal with a glass of fresh pomegranate juice.

Somehow, even though you just woke up, you feel sleepy again, so you stretch yourself out on the supremely comfortable bed and fall into a deep sleep.

Every time you wake up, you are greeted with a delicious meal. Your worries slip away from you and you live a cozy life, eating and sleeping as much as you please. As time passes, your clothes rot away, but it no longer matters to you. Time has ceased to have any meaning. You just wrap a blanket around yourself and continue your indolent lifestyle.

Eventually, you pass away from old age.

The End.

 

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