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Puffin Campfire, Monday Evening
Edward sat himself down at the edge of the fire ring, eyeing the fire as he cautiously set a few books down. Hunting around for a little bit dug up a proper stick for marshmallow roasting, and opening a bag of large poofy marshmallows, Edward set some marshmallows to roasting.
Open for all your Puffin campfire needs!
Open for all your Puffin campfire needs!

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Apparantly, a side effect of being a non-native English speaker is being completely ignorant to the fact that you've started to speak in rhyming prose.
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Here she branishes the wilted "little" popsicle-stick and duct tape sword; she swishes it through the air a little. "It's not nearly as big as my actual nodachi, but I've been having fun with it. I miss my sword."
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Then he stifled a yawn. "I think I'll go inside. It was nice to meet you."
((Alas, I must scamper off to bed now.))
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