<My ŏthĕr "cŏntrŏvĕrsĭăl ŏpĭnĭŏn" / ĭs thăt nŏ mĕdĭă / ĭs ĭnfăllĭblĕ. Tŏ bĕ / ă trŭĕ lŏvĕr yŏŭ / mŭst ălsŏ bĕ ă / hătĕr (ănd vĭcĕ vĕrsă.) / Sŏmĕthĭng yŏŭ lĭkĕ măy / sŭck, ănd sŏmĕthĭng yŏŭ / dŏn't lĭkĕ măy ăctŭălly / bĕ prĕtty gŏŏd. Nŭăncĕ / ănd shĭt.>
this applies tꙮ everything except fꙮr the tꙮme ꙮf bees because that's peak - The Mystical Potion Seller Guy Man
<Hŏld ŏn, I hăvĕ / tŏ lŏŏk sŏmĕthĭng ŭp.>
it's ꙮnly ꙮn wizard alibaba unfꙮrtunately - The Mystical Potion Seller Guy Man
<Yĕăh, I wăsn't gĕttĭng / ănythĭng fŏr thăt. Nŏt / sŏmĕthĭng ĭn my ŭnĭvĕrsĕ, / I gŭĕss. At lĕăst / nŏt wĭdĕly ăvăĭlăblĕ. Whăt / ĭs ĭt, sŏmĕ kĭnd / ŏf spĕll gŭĭdĕ fŏr / sŭmmŏnĭng bĕĕs?>
a 1200-page tꙮme filled with incredibly tiny text just reading "bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" fꙮr each page. fꙮr each page yꙮu fully cꙮmplete reading, yꙮu gain the ability tꙮ summꙮn ꙮne mꙮre bee. - The Mystical Potion Seller Guy Man
<Hŭh. Idk ĭf I / căn fĭnd făŭlt wĭth / ĭt, tŏ bĕ hŏnĕst. / Thăt's lĕss "mĕdĭă" ănd / mŏrĕ ă tŏŏl ăt / thăt pŏĭnt. At whĭch / blămĕ fălls tŏ thĕ / ŭsĕr....>