Presents!

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cinnamonteal is my best fiend in the whole world. No, that's not a typo.

In the box, neatly and separately gift-wrapped for my shredding pleasure:
Ten different kinds of tea (4 loose, 6 in a sampler pack of bags),
A wind-up pulsating brain,
A CD of cracked circus music (very reminiscent of Webley),
A black glass bird with a red berry in its beak to decorate my desk, and
A sword brooch from the Highland Games.

The bird is obviously a corvid, and reminds me of Sandman six ways from Sunday, right down to the Weaver Bird in Nada's story. It is exactly the desk decoration I've needed since people have expressed an attitude toward my leetle Sandman action figures and found feathers. (They find them creepy. Go fig.)

The sword is pinned right over my Cousinly little heart. Anyone who never watched Forever Knight, or never dug Lacroix, just never you mind.

Thanks, fiend.