THE COMMANDER had prepared a banquet. Twas not a quaint banquet, but a banquet for all KNIGHTS past, present, and future. At the right hand of the grand eatery sat a CHALICE, and at the foot of the table sat a shimmering, locked CHEST OF SILVER, to which only one possessed the key.
As all the KNIGHTS in the land returned from their daily hunts, they took their seats at the grand eatery. Twas a glorious sight to behold: like nothing those on YWS had seen (except perhaps if thy Thanksgiving family hadst consisted of a surplus of 130 members and regularly wore shining green armor beset by the odoriferous glory of victorious BATTLE SWEAT. Believest thee, it happens.)
Unto KNIGHT @elizabethlovelace, The Commander bequeathed the CHALICE, and lifted the CHEST OF SILVER onto the grand eatery, which he had since been told was a table. As an act of apology, he offered her new coconut halves to improve her galloping across the land.
"Knight Lovelace, take heart and a turkey leg! Venture bravely once again into the Green Room this coming Review Day--nay! ALL ye KNIGHTS! Clear the golden horizon! And ignite our pride as KNIGHTS of the GREEN ROOM!"
HUZZAH! (And there was much clamoring!)
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