"How many faces, how many bodies can you recognize, with your eyes closed, only by touching them? Have you ever closed your eyes and acted unconsciously?"
The newly appointed Court Artisan Spearmint yawned and surfaced from underneath her prodigious mound of books. Various paperbacks slid to the side as she stepped carefully from her book nest, eyes fixed to a hologram. "I see, I see..." She stroked her chin wisely. "We have some new additions to our ranks! How delightful!"
Spearmint looked at the ancient stone walls of the Great Hall, which were currently draped in blue and gold banners in celebration of the new year. Various knights and squires milled about, enjoying a buffet laid on a ridiculously long table. She looked at the wavering candles, then back at the hologram. "Oops." The hologram blinked out of existence and was immediately replaced by a dusty, gilt-edged tome.
She cleared her throat. "Squire Forest (@canopy)! The all-knowing tome acknowledges your hard work in vanquishing ten beasts of the Green Room. You are hereby appointed Knight Forest! Go forth and review!" The various potted trees along the walls of the hall rustled their branches in congratulations. The light of eons of the earth's wisdom shone in Knight Forest's eyes as she accepted the title.
Knights Avian (@Avian) and HildegardHope (@HildegardHope) applauded, welcoming the newest full-fledged member of the Knights of the Green Room.
"Squire Tikaa (@Tikaya)! Excellent work in your reviewing efforts. From this moment on, you will be Knight Tikaa! I look forward to seeing your future accomplishments!" A whimsical wind swirled through the Great Hall, lifting puffs of powdered sugar from the themed cupcakes. Scenes of Knight Tikaa's battles formed in the sweet clouds.
Spearmint flipped through some more pages of the hefty tome. "Ah, Squire KittyCursed (@kittycursed)! Those Green Room beasts never stood a chance against you. Accept this title of Knight KittyCursed before you venture out again for more glorious adventures!" The resident cats rubbed against Knight KittyCursed affectionately before attempting to steal a couple pieces of fish from the table. They were all successful, as they were highly skilled in the art of maximizing their cuteness.
The tome was trembling in Spearmint's arms. Of course, it was because of the powerful magical nature of the tome, not because of her lack of arm strength. She grunted and let it drop to the table, throwing up a cloud of dust in the process. Once her coughing fit subsided, Spearmint grinned and flipped through a few more pages. "Today is a good day for the Knights of the Green Room! Squire Chi (@cocteau), you are now Knight Chi! The beasts tremble at the sound of your name." Various poetic and sophisticated words faded in and out of existence around Knight Chi. No doubt they would be put to good use in future reviews.
Spearmint popped a scoop of mint chocolate chip ice cream into her mouth. She flipped through a few more pages. "Now then, it's time to welcome @AlexWrites! Have no fear, for it is never too late to become a Knight of the Green Room. Here are some training knives to aid you in slaying ten Green Beasts."
"Ah, and here is one who will no longer have need of such training knives!" Spearmint snapped her fingers, and the tome transformed into a gleaming sword. "Take good care of this blade, Knight Pixels (@pixels). Perhaps you might also give it a name and tell it stories." Spearmint patted the side of her own spear, Salz, fondly.
The Great Hall resounded with an enthusiastic cheer for the new knights and squire and sword-wielder. Then Spearmint headed back to her book cave to hibernate until some undetermined time in the future.
“Are you serious?” “Completely.” “You’re telling me that you'll get to sleep on a king-sized bed while we have to share a tiny room with two bunk beds.” “I want to sleep on top!” “Tommy, you’re not helping.”
I'm staring at a true behemoth. 38 minutes of pure unfiltered Nine. ** [Ch. XV, Nine] - Part II Oh friends. It will be such a challenge. But it shall be reviewed nonetheless! Wish me luck! Last time I needed 3 hours to read and review a Nine chapter of similar length!
“Are you serious?” “Completely.” “You’re telling me that you'll get to sleep on a king-sized bed while we have to share a tiny room with two bunk beds.” “I want to sleep on top!” “Tommy, you’re not helping.”
The Head of a Wild Boar has been brought in. The chapter has been conquered and I'm happy with how the review turned out. It brought me closer to that elusive unicorn's trail too!
“Are you serious?” “Completely.” “You’re telling me that you'll get to sleep on a king-sized bed while we have to share a tiny room with two bunk beds.” “I want to sleep on top!” “Tommy, you’re not helping.”
*bursts in, arms full* *a chalice, a surprisingly pink Coat of Arms, a broom and a truly staggering assortment of weapons spill to the floor* Ignore the chaos! For behold, behold, behold: The second greatest treasure of them all! *gives the chests of gold and silver a look that seems both curious, as if she hasn’t expected them to be there, and proud, as if of course they should be there* *steps aside to let a truly majestic creature walk in* It took months! Months of chasing, months of careful planning, but here it is! My very own beautiful unicorn! It sparkles in the light! *the unicorn sparkles in the light* There! The crowning achievement of my glittering carrier as the Green Room Witch. Now let me ride off into the sunset (Please ignore it is the depth of night in Germany!) For we will surely have many great adventures to come. I heard there are dragons involved!
“Are you serious?” “Completely.” “You’re telling me that you'll get to sleep on a king-sized bed while we have to share a tiny room with two bunk beds.” “I want to sleep on top!” “Tommy, you’re not helping.”
“Are you serious?” “Completely.” “You’re telling me that you'll get to sleep on a king-sized bed while we have to share a tiny room with two bunk beds.” “I want to sleep on top!” “Tommy, you’re not helping.”
The Knight Work truly doesn't end, even if the Green Room is clear!
“Are you serious?” “Completely.” “You’re telling me that you'll get to sleep on a king-sized bed while we have to share a tiny room with two bunk beds.” “I want to sleep on top!” “Tommy, you’re not helping.”
