excerpt from a toked diary
Orange.
The flickering lights are always orange. As are the trees in the sky, shining brightly over the Ogglish castles. Yet no one abides to the rule of the orange master, lest they themselves choose thusly.
Marabou-Orange.
Msn-Orange.
Two powerful beings within their own centra, but release them upon one another, and one shall experience the death of time. For who is to say that Marabou-Orange isn’t the tastiest and most lustful of mistresses, constantly making its humble servants go “mmmmmmmmmm”, afterwhich they chant the name of their Goddess of Chocolate.
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