Long ago the mysteries had become part of the food as well. Everyone knew. The mushrooms were best when picked in a full moon. Each cap was possessed of a singular flavor that was both earthy and bodily, and possessed they were in a different way. Each sprout would come from the greater whole, and each harvest was done in accord with the ritual; a humming and a "yep" to keep the greater fungus in accord.
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