Anemones of the Land

It was almost like something out of a horror movie. As I ripped open the pomelo segment, I was greeted with what could have passed as the appendages of a wrathful anemone born of the Earth on a tree rather than in the sea. Had it been 50x larger and wriggling, I would have thrown it back in the wild. Instead, the sweet anemone spread apart as I nibbled away at its juicy fingers. It had no chance against my greedy tastebuds.