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It sits there to my left, just beside the keyboard, tantalizing me. I look down upon it from above, and see the ring of white surrounding a circle of purple. Not the purple of a crayon, though, it is a metallic violet. Of course, there is writing upon it, but mostly in a laguage I cannot understand. The characters are precise, sharp lines, and perfect curves.
I take it in my hand and feel its solid base on my palm. I look all around it, taking in it's smooth curves. At the top it is narrower, expanding slightly a short way down. So, it is one cylander atop a second. The smaller one on top, has a groove all the way around it. It also has a small white protubance that I can just get my thumb under.
The larger cylander is wrapped in the same metallic violet, leaving the whole upper portion, and thin bands of the lower pure white. The whole of the violet wrap is covered in the unreadable glyphs, in the same perfect curves and angles.
The whole of the lower cylender is like a small mirror, tinged in purple. I can see the desire in my eyes, a desire I can no longer fight. I take one last look at the only words I can read, Sugar Zero candy, Fresh Berry. Then I open the top, take one out and pop it in my mouth.
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