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"She closed her eyes, the fluffy weight of flour collapsing on her tongue into a cool melt of honey, a burst of cinnamon at the center. With each chew, the alchemy repeated, as she let the sensations dance to the riot of flavors, as if for once in her life she wasn't in a rush to make pleasure mean something. She'd always thought of cake as fleeing, pointless, but here in the span of one taste, she'd understood why it mattered. Because life was fleeting and pointless unless you let yourself enjoy it, savor it, down to its lightest most insignificant moments..."
Quote from:
One True King, Book 6 of
The School for Good and Evil series, by Sonan Chainani, page 340 of the
hardcover edition.