Karash Kura'dur - The pit of despair

The pit of despair - a name that carries heavy weight, often spoken around taverns with a grimace of pure frustration. To hold one in your hands is to cradle the cruelest mirage of perfection and desire.   This fruit's exterior is smooth and seductive, tempting with a heavenly smell and the promise of succulent , tasty flesh. Each one of these perfectly shaped globes looks tastier than the last, tempting with colors of lavish pink and vibrant yellow, but their promise is deceit spiced with cruelty. For beneath the soft skin and the alluring scent of wonders lies only a thin, small layer of that desirable, succulent flesh. It is a fleeting, intensely aromatic heaven, the very dream sought by master bakers and gourmets alike.   Yet, this is not the fruit’s heart; it is only its cruel garment. What truly awaits the curious taster is the pit of despair: a massive, hard seed at the center. Lured in by hunger, many a starving wanderer has bitten deeply and lost a tooth or two on its stony fortress, earning its moniker in the most painful of ways.