-sure enough, Michael & Julietta, there's another set of three-
-and by the tree, a note is there-
"It is the beginning of eternity, the end of time and space, the beginning of the end and the end of every space. What is it?"
-Stevo meanwhile is chilling out in the main room, relaxed and reading a book-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postTwenty nine hours...?
Hoof.
Must have been intense.
Or I guess you might not exactly sleep...?
I dunno.
-gives a thumbs up to Link-
-safely detonated, the note inside the mannequin reads-
"Well, well. Either you're lucky, or you found a way to detect the explosives without setting them off... anyway. I suppose I should give you a clue either way."
"Beyond a stream, past the old man's ruined log cabin. The ruins are marked with radiation, hence why- if you had found that clue already- you would regret not bringing a suit."
"Oh- and before you think you can run off after me. You will need all of the clues... there's more beyond the stream and ruins."
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-to Mura- Well, I'd assume that's why it's called a sleep mode.
But huh.
Neat... I guess it's literal midnight oil in a way.
-to Link-
Yeah, good afternoon man.
How're you doing?
-sure enough, the West has the same setup as the last-
-the resultant riddle is "I fly when I'm born, lie down when I'm alive and run when I'm dead. What am I?"-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postMm... most Servants just save their mana for when they actually fight. Calling upon their full strength and speed expends a lot of mana, depending on how high it is... of course, there's also their Noble Phantasms, their weapons. Those certainly ain't cheap to fire off.
(yawn)
'Course, I'm not most Servants. You could say smithing is my way of fighting... whatever the hell that means.
-"Down this misty path, I will wait. And maybe we'll finally have our chat. Michael, if you are the one reading this. I hope you'll be kind enough to bring tea. I have so much to catch up on."-
Well- both are pretty intensive activities.
It's fair enough, really...
Besides, you don't really have much to fight around here.
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Link walks out of Samus' ship, a smile on his face.
dead devotion