A pie cooling on the windowsill
Slice of Pie: The bakery sells pie by the slice. Eating a slice only heals a single heart, but, like most baked goods in the Minish Cap, there is a chance the treat has a kinstone baked inside.
Stealing a pie cooling on a windowsill is a transgression, but it doesn’t warrant a curse mark appearing on your face. Such signs are reserved for dire sins like kin-slaying, oath-breaking, or cannibalism. You’ve got no family, and swear no oaths, so what was in that pie, and who lives in that big house at the end of Smoke Street?
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I wonder what a world would be like if there were objectively wrong transgressions, and enacting a transgression made a visible mark upon your body. Would the virtuous be as nude as possible? Would the wicked and wealthy pay to have their marks removed or hidden?
Did American Pie make up the idea of warm apple pie, or was that actually part of some people’s teen discovery discussions?
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