To my dearest, D.P.

While others were grinding the battlefields, fighting dragons and other worlds, I had also kept myself close to the line of fire and grinded the grains to make the flour so that one day the tarts of cherry may bloom in your heart and fuel you as you do mundane things, that I frankly fail to see the point of, such as fighting a world ending dragon.

My blood, sweat and tears mixed into the dough so they clumped in a pile of 99 tarts, but it's still edible, I promise.

Forever yours, M

P.S. I had to pay the carrier pigeon a premium in seeds for the weight of the parcel.

do not include me, -rep simple gamer

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣹⡄⣧⡀⢸⠆⠀⠐⢠⠀⠀⠀⠀♡
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢘⣿⣿⣿⣧⣿⣧⣴⣄⣠⣇⡀⣦ 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⠟⠉⡻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟ 𝒶
⡄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠀⢤⣄⣹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃ 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎
⣧⣷⡠⡀⠀⢀⣄⠀⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠀ 𝒹𝒶𝓎
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Эти люди думают, что от меня возможно спрятаться, но это не так.

ẅ̶̡̘̝̗̖̯͚̟͇̞͉̟̩̭̽̒̔̿́́͝o̶̡̠̖̥̺̥̯̖̖͎̗͜͝ͅm̴̛̛̜̉̂̑́̾́̄̍͗̓̐̚͠a̴̟̬͔̰̱̠͍̝̗̗͊̇̐̐̑͌̎̾̕ņ̸̨̨̲͓̱̥͕̀͒̑̽̐̾̃̑̀͌̕͜ͅ

ask about the m4a1-s starfie had i think he said it had a nice scent