The Winning Pear | Weekly Short-Short Note

You might not believe me, but—
there is a pear that grows by eating books.

Once a year, when the literary award announces "No Winning Entry," all the submitted works are gathered at a single pear farm.
They are burned, turned to ash, returned to the soil, and become nourishment for the pear trees.

The world probably thinks it's just a typo.
They couldn't imagine that books are being used as fertilizer.
Yet, only a very few know the truth.

That pear strikes the heart in a single bite.
They say that emotion washes over you like a wave, faster than words ever could.
But no one knows its true taste.
It is so expensive that even the farmers cannot afford to eat it.

And the pears only bear fruit in years when books are burned.
That is why some people rejoice at this year's "No Winning Entry."
Perhaps it isn't that there really were no winning entries.
The suspicion even arises that someone intentionally excluded them just because they wanted to eat the pears.

Even though, in reality, there should be nothing that surpasses the emotion of turning a page and savoring the lingering resonance of words.

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I participated in this week's prompt.
Now I've started craving a pear.