Feathers IX
You are walking home from the country store, and in a cloud of feathers, Star appears before you.
“Pranks. franks pranks. The little furball is a little over the top, especially for a Wednesday during a waxing moon. Lemon quartz, of all things. AND LEMONS! Not very gravimetric of him is it? No, not at all. Can you help get the essence of lemon out of everything? Perhaps a nice stew, and something to wash it down with? And NO. LEMONS! OR LEMON QUARTZ! Not that you’d ever think of putting gems in a stew, I know, but… you wouldn’t would you? Nonetheless, I think a fine stew would be most helpful during this troubling time.”
In another cloud of feathers, Star is gone, and a sheet of parchment is in his place. The parchment reads:
5 Tomatoes
5 Potatoes
2 Onions
5 Leeks
2 Steak Kabobs
2 Orange Juice
NO LEMONS
“Pranks. franks pranks. The little furball is a little over the top, especially for a Wednesday during a waxing moon. Lemon quartz, of all things. AND LEMONS! Not very gravimetric of him is it? No, not at all. Can you help get the essence of lemon out of everything? Perhaps a nice stew, and something to wash it down with? And NO. LEMONS! OR LEMON QUARTZ! Not that you’d ever think of putting gems in a stew, I know, but… you wouldn’t would you? Nonetheless, I think a fine stew would be most helpful during this troubling time.”
In another cloud of feathers, Star is gone, and a sheet of parchment is in his place. The parchment reads:
5 Tomatoes
5 Potatoes
2 Onions
5 Leeks
2 Steak Kabobs
2 Orange Juice
NO LEMONS
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