Night-time Snack

Lakes of guacamole. Rivers of salsa. Nacho trees and kettle-chip petal flowers. Shrubs lush with roasted nuts of so many varieties dotted the land. Dips, snacks and nibbles as far as the eye could see. She smiled brightly as she wandered the salty world, partaking of a bite here and a chomp there.

“At last,” she sighed happily as she ran her hand across a puddle of yeast extract, “savoury dreams.”

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