Today's OneWord: Tower

If you follow her up her obsidian tower, then she will offer you a golden bauble. But the gold is just painted on - the rest is sparkling, fooling pyrite. Still, if you open the bauble, you'll be both stunned and horrified to see her tiny heart beating in its gleaming chambers. Still, she advises you not to take it home with you. It's only to look at, only to marvel at. She is one of the last left - the ones who can be sustained without organs or flesh.

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