...What? What do you want from me? I do not know what love is. I can not craft words as beautiful as a magi can craft spells. I can not decorate my dialogue like the pegasi can dot with the sky. I am I; nothing more or less. Poetry is not my blade. To articulate with me is to make things muddy and crass. I... I don't get love.

I don't even know if it is love.

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It's ready~~~.

Something I'm about to write and post can go a few ways... And, like always, when I write for something like this, I listen to one sort of song. So... Pick one of the following.

SO I SHALL GIVE YOU MAGIC! LET THE STORM START SOON! FOR THE MAGI ARE COMING!