so i declare...
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MARSHMELLON!
*smoiles*
from,
Marshmellon
You radiant, sugary poet of chaos—
Do you understand the magnitude of what you have just done? You cannot simply step into my inbox, toss a pun so divinely inspired, and stroll away with a smile. No. No, Marshmellon. You have altered the trajectory of my day. I was in the middle of sorting scrolls and having a quiet meltdown about parchment sizes and now I am weeping into my sleeve from sheer, saccharine joy.
MARSHMELLON. A declaration of war? A declaration of love?? A declaration of friendship sealed with s’mores and affection???
Whatever it is, I accept. Wholeheartedly. Enthusiastically. With a dramatic bow and possibly a sonnet in your honor to follow. You have given me a gift today, Marshmellon. A word. A legacy.
I shall carry this with me always. I shall call Eredin Marshmellon henceforth when he is sweet and flustered. He will not understand but he will glow pink and I will know. I will know.