Prompt for September 20: Four Lines of Prose about Ambrosia

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[prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/ ]

The soft pink flesh was hard to describe as anything but delicious. The smell, a cross between spicy and sweet, was all but intoxicating. But the one thing that could never be rivaled was the power gained by a single nibble.

The power of everlasting life that was now flowing through my veins.

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