I am the queen of the compost pile. I rule over the worms and maggots. I eat the meat of the fruit and cast the rind to my constituents and they are forever groveling and grateful. They live their lives like one great party, reveling in the filth. Care they not that I take the best for myself, they are too busy feeding, fucking and fighting to worry themselves with the grander affairs of the Queendom. And they are willing to sacrifice their lives all for the love of the Garden.