I’m a carbon-based bag of mostly water on a speck of iron-silicate dust around a boring dwarf star in a minor galaxy in an under-populated local group of galaxies in an unfashionable suburb of a supercluster and I’m here to party.
At night, I soar upon the wings of a bearded dragon that breathes incense. Once the sleepy powder is gathered, I return to my golden shrine and await the red morning sun. For then, my children, I must tend to my garden. It is a peaceful garden, home to many ants and different types of ferns.
I bring you trinkets.
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Fight crime and expose magicians!
