I remember our youth leader holding up a shiny green apple and having us admire its beauty. Then he took a big bite out of it and asked "who wants it now?"

Yesss this is exactly who I was thinking of. Her writing really did a number on me years ago. Powerful stuff.

Think of how beautifully marbled he must be.

I thought I was pretty desensitised, but that was a shocking read. Just...horrendous.

Closest they got was the terrifying banshee in Darby O'Gill, which ngl, I don't hate