Not one of the flesh eating fae
There is a certain fae I know that is having a special day today. Now, I know many beings of the fae sort. They are generally a lively bunch, whether they are sided with Oak or Holly. However, there are a whole bunch of them that will eat you right up. Bones and all. Srsly. They will, first, lure you away with song, dance, some fine wine perhaps - but trust me, the wine is just them adding spices to you. Not all fae are like that. Some have even sworn off the consumption of apparently sentient beings altogether. Note I said apparently. Being fae, they can't totally go without the consumption of the vitality that is only found within beings blessed with awareness. Fortunately, Broccoli and related plants - yeah, they know what's going on. Why do you think I enjoy them so much?
Anyway,
Happy Birthday gardenfey!
May a thousand and one tasty and entertaining ways to consume your veggie-victims always be right at hand, so that you never tire of dining upon their oh-so-tasty and nutritious flesh. May someone devise (and provide unto you) a mechanism that allows you to run on the treadmill, play KOL, do your school work, engage you and your children in meaningful and developmentally productive interactions, and maintain lively, delight-filled relationships with your loves, all at the same time. May you and your wiles continue to bring all the boys to the yard.
Anyway,
Happy Birthday gardenfey!
May a thousand and one tasty and entertaining ways to consume your veggie-victims always be right at hand, so that you never tire of dining upon their oh-so-tasty and nutritious flesh. May someone devise (and provide unto you) a mechanism that allows you to run on the treadmill, play KOL, do your school work, engage you and your children in meaningful and developmentally productive interactions, and maintain lively, delight-filled relationships with your loves, all at the same time. May you and your wiles continue to bring all the boys to the yard.