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Welcome to the Brightstar Reserve, nestled in the Beartooth Mountains of Montana. It's employees are responsible for a large and diverse group of beasts, beings, and plant life. Located across Hercinia Lake from the small, unincorporated municipality of Snowcap, the Reserve is far from the unrest in cities like New York, Salem, Chicago, and Monterey, just as everyone likes it.

However, just like the latest trends, politics and discord never seem to stay confined to the cities for long. Beings and those with cross-species lineage are pushing back against generations of regulations and even deeper entrenched suspicions. Leaving one to ask, what does it mean to be magical?

March 15th, 2019


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Let me just say, in my defense, I did not know the kids had that many chocolate frogs. Where did they even get them all? Did they knock over a candy store on the way here? And why chocolate frogs? Wouldn't you expect Sedona to be more into something like organic free-range vegan chocolate in recyclable packaging?

Anyway, the more tragic news from yesterday is that none of the kids believed me when I told them that I was on a chocolate frog card. (In the Quodpot All-Stars limited edition set from specially-marked packages in the summer of 2010, for the record. You can still find 'em online if you want to pay out the nose, which I highly recommend, it's a great photo of me.) I refuse to believe I'm that forgettable, and I'm gonna go sulk about it for a while. Find me at Delilah's for lunch eating ALL the pancakes.