elders

The fat elder lifted his hand up to the donut. He lifted the lard-filled treat to his mouth and devoured gluttonously. He was by far the heaviest elder, by at least five hundred pounds. He was so fat that he needed special pants to be made for him as no pant size on earth would suit his enormous girth. A typical day for him included eating a few peasants for breakfast, then sitting upon his seat to hear the daily nonsense he heard in his elder position. He hated being an elder: all he wanted was to eat more peasants!