Kat (again; no fair, she gets two). Should any more memorabilia vanish the length of your life will be short, its depth shallow, and the breadth of your education rather narrow.
Our little Tintenfisch is growing up! Right around this age is when the awkward changes begin, though; any day now parts of her will start sprouting and bulging out. Parts such as gills and eyeballs. Then her skin will develop a sickly greyish-green tint and a sort of slippery texture, her voice will get croaky, her lips will grow exceedingly pouty, she'll notice some interdigital webbing and a strong piscine fragrance that never washes away. She'll start wanting to go swimming an awful lot, and she'll find perambulation increasingly frustrating. Then will come the inevitable human sacrifices and all the "Iä! Iä!" and horrible difficulty getting a date for the prom. But I'm sure that she'll make us all proud in the end. Her future is bright, even if it is going to unfold in the inky blackness of the abyss.
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