It was a banquet for the wealthy and jaded. Snowy napery, gleaming crystal, and dining companions as colourful and delicate as butterflies glimmered in the light of a thousand candles.
As course followed course the butterflies grew bored, and when one threw a chocolate coated strawberry the outcome was inevitable. Food became a plaything. It was thrown about as if it cost nothing, and if someone chose to eat chocolate cake from the bare bosom of his companion…
The broken meats served ten hungry families. It would have been more – save that most was stamped underfoot and spoiled beyond repair.
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