Yay yay yay, skippity, happy joy! My books arrived today! No, wait, they arrived Wednesday! But I was only able to open them last night! Because the package got stuck behind the giant flowerpot the neighbors use to hold their door open when they come back from shopping, and nobody moved it back, and I didn't see it until yesterday! That's probably enough shouting!

Ahem.

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A Tale of a Quest Most Deadly

Once upon a time, there was a humble bookish girl who wished for books, but also for surprises, with maybe a few sparkles and a magical whooshing sound thrown in for good measure. And thus it came to pass that she sent a call for help across redditgiftsland, thusly: "I love books lots, and by the dubs, here's a list of likes and dislikes and an in-depth partial reading history that should only take a few days to get through, thanks!". And lo, a heroic - and terrifically good-natured - prince, also from the realm of redditgiftsland, heard her cry, and he immediately suited up in the Right Undefeatablly Awesome Book Questing Armor of Fluffysquidsy, and ventured into the mysterious jungles of Amazon, where books and other dangerous objects are fabled to roam in ravening hordes. He fought many battles, and solved many riddles, not least of which concerned figuring out where to send said books without the address the humble bookish girl innocently neglected to give him. And the result of the quest was thus: hidden in the depths of the darkest, deadliest part of the jungle, he discovered, not one, but TWO beautiful, perfect tomes. Yea verily, the one encased in silver gilt and displaying the likenesses of a certain red-haired princess and a notorious mad man with a box, and the other portraying a most fierce-eyed young man with a wand on a background of clockworks. The prince saw that they were excellent selections, and yea, he cunningly seperated them from their rabid packs, and put them into a magical box of keeping, and gave the box into the hands of his most trusted messengers, the Brotherhood of OnTrac, to see them safely on the rest of their journey. Then the prince went home, where he, it is to be hoped, was greeted with much acclaim and feasting (though hopefully not on the order of fish finger custard casserole).

And thus it further came to pass, that when in due course the magical box of keeping arrived, with her own name printed neatly across the top, the humble bookish girl was overcome with great joy. For inside she found these too books, and said books, upon opening, possessed pages full of glowing, beautifully new-book-smelling pages which were moreover filled, yea, to the very brim!, with worlds of wondrous colourful images, and such tales as to make the heart and mind of any bookish dreamer delight. As well as sparkles and magical sounds galore, for such is the nature of graphic novels, the most unsung of art forms. And she cherished these tomes, and tamed them so that they would stop biting, and gave them a place upon her bookshelves, where they quickly hatched naughty but harmless little crossover schemes with each other and the other members of their new family, and had great adventures for many years to come.

And thus ends this raggedy fairy tale, as all fairytales do, in the following words: And they all lived happily ever after.

Also, thank you fluffysquidsy! You are epic! :D