The small, quiet room of Des Esseintes.

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And thought of you ... :rose:

[Hoping (or is that 'hopping') it makes you laugh as much as it did me ... ]

Madam, it did indeed. Thank you, both for this and the previous gift, which will be placed in an honoured position in my treasure casket. Btu I cannot help, through my laughter, a small sigh of pity for that poor, broken amphibian, lying askew on his lily chaise like a consumptive poet. Did you not have the heart to kiss him, and thus break his enchantment?
 
Madam, it did indeed. Thank you, both for this and the previous gift, which will be placed in an honoured position in my treasure casket. Btu I cannot help, through my laughter, a small sigh of pity for that poor, broken amphibian, lying askew on his lily chaise like a consumptive poet. Did you not have the heart to kiss him, and thus break his enchantment?

I will do so ... when I finally stop laughing ... :rose:
 
I am sure you will stop when he transforms into a strapping, handsome prince. Though I suspect that lily will no longer take his weight, so I'd take a towel with you.
 
If you give him a quick peck on the cheek he might half-transform, like a creature from HP Lovecraft. Then you'd get the best of both worlds: a gigantic frog with powerful green legs and wet, clammy hands to warm you...

Hang on. I mean the worst of both worlds, don't I. Yep. Definitely the worst. Oh well, I need to give this more thought.
 
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