#tihihi

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Richard: LECK MICH AM ARSCH

She has come to replenish your well of inspiration. Drink once from her crystal cup, or pass it along to bless your mutuals in turn:

✨May your prose run clear as Feywild rivers✨ ✨May your colors wake beneath a touch of pixie dust✨ ✨May your spark remember the first flame✨

✨Oh dear fairy child tea,✨

I am very grateful that you send this fairy my way—and the Muses can attest that I could certainly use one.

I would be all too eager—nay, greedy—to press my lips against that chalice.🍷

For until now—as is plainly evident from my rather unrefined rhymes—I have merely sipped at the Mead of Poetry that rained down to earth from Odin’s wrong end.

But! I have heard it said that one ought not to partake of the food and drink of fairies—lest a dire fate befall you.

Then again—what fate more dire could this potion possibly inflict upon Saulus than all those other unlabeled concoctions she has already guzzled down?