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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAMACHAN!
You know what would make my whole life a lot better? Fluttering Feelings printed in a beautiful cover.
HTGAWM WTFFFF
On a shrine of Mara, there is a simple crown of flowers, accompanied by a note. It is written is elegant handwriting and is addressed to Sinbadean. There are three simple words: You are forgiven.
The flower crown caught his attention; while flowers were not a rare occurrence upon a shrine, ones so uniformly weaved were, and upon closer inspection, he found the parchment, his ears pulling back upon seeing his name scrawled upon the folded paper. Thinking perhaps Dalamus had left him a note, or perhaps Peyt, he initially thought little of it as he opened the fold to peer upon the message inside.
The unfamiliar scrawl flowed with elegance like he had never seen, and he had almost thought he had misread the message. But with another pass of his eyes, then another, and soon five, six, ten, twelve re-reads, his eyes shimmered with tears as he realized what he had in his hands. He bit his lip as tears released from his eyes upon the true comprehension of it, and to keep from soaking the parchment, he pressed it tenderly to his heart, lifting his head to look up to Mara’s visage.
The glory of Her upon this new beholding of Her wrung a sob from him, effectively leaving him speechless. But, he knew he didnt need to say anything for Her to understand just how grateful he was...
ohmmygod baRBARA just TWEETED ME BAcK I HAVE TO TELL SOMEONE SO THERE YOU GO TUMBLR
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW IT'S LIKE TO HAVE A SONG POPPING IN YOUR HEAD AT RANDOM TIMES PLAYING OVER AND OVER AGAIN IN YOUR HEAD BUT YOU HAVE NO CLUE WHAT SONG IT IS AND THEN FINDING OUT WHAT THE NAME OF THE SONG IS AFTER THREE. FUCKING. YEARS.