cold brew matcha; sandwiches of brie, butter, honeycrisp, honey, and ham finished bountifully with salt and black pepper
you know i reserved the apple cores for my yardlads
casts goodleaf as a level 1 druid
imagining a world where i eat this and get leafed and go on drutube (druid tube) to complain about those nerds over at the local left hand moon cult up to their usual bullshit. being called sentinel side and this is what you do with it? i cannot fucking imagine. karen should have a fun time trying to bake her fucking sourdough until the new moon at least. i encouraged all the microkin to live elsewhere and because i know her ass does NOT read theory she will never realize because its not a fucking curse. some bitches are like "woo burn herb anoint silver well thats enough aether for one day π€"
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