You probably know how this sort of thing goes. There you are, mowing your grass on a day that can't decide whether to shine or drizzle on you, a few years and counting into your non-writing streak. Whatever thoughts you're having are at the expense of your lawnmower picking a fight with every passing tuffet and losing.
Just as alicorns descend upon parched wastelands bearing storms and seeds, so too do kindly translators upon my horsewords. Dark Country's received a Russian translation by the kind efforts of
A jolly update for folk who like either fanfic readings or The Motion of the Stars, and a downright rapturous one for folk who like both. My name is R has brought their vocal talent to bear on the story, complete with images and background music to help
CARABAS’ COMMON SENSE: So, a hypothetical conservation for you. CARABAS: Two lines in and we’ve already got fictional discourse nested in the initial fictional discourse. Gosh, I must just love to live dangerously.
[Adjective][Festive Occasion] to you too! :D
Happy holiday(s) of your choice.
A Happy and Beautiful Day to you, today and always!
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May your own [Festive Occasion] be treating you [Preferred Adjective].
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My Saturnalia's going excellently, thank you! May your own sacrifices to Saturn be ever-accepted.
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And likewise! May all your days merit nice adjectives.
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Hah! Thanks. :D
Merry Christmas, man!
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Merry Christmas, big yin!