I stand by the lake in the Falls, rousing myself from the stupor of thought. (Deeper thought does start to take a toll sometimes, especially if creativity is involved, you know.) I cough, trying to clear my throat of drowsiness that seems to have sunk in unbidden. Damaris sleeps in the shade of a nearby tree, ignoring me and my 'thinking'. She knows better than to attempt to interfere with such nonsense. "Midas. Ehuh.. ugh.." I cough and shake my head as if ridding a swarm of flies. "Need to talk to Midas. About magical crafts." Finally my body seems to awaken, and the nerves begin to fire around my body. Wake up Rosti, get movin'. I swat my side with my tail and my whole body jumps. Ok, awake. "MIDAS!" I shout loudly and with very poor manners. It's not for lack of respect, just... lack of discipline or better ideas. I dunno where he is, so I guess I just gotta shout and hope he hears me.
Hardy har har.
Sometimes I'm dumb.
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