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Mortals, might I telleth thee mine profession, no other soul shalt heareth, nor see the words that wilt soon flow from mine that from which we speak. For I, am the most wondrous and mighty king of the fairies, Oberon.
Mine mistress Titania would not giveth me what I deserved, the Indian knave changeling as mine servant.
So I plotted mine revenge with the mischievous Puck whom nurtured chaos. I toldeth that gent of the flower, the flower with the ability to maketh anyone whose eyes wast anointed with it's juices, to dote upon the first living thing those setteth their sight on.
Then I ordered that Puck to retrieve the flower so that I may pour the juices into Titania's orbs, and no longer would the lady wanteth the Indian knave, but would wanteth a hideous beast, and pursue it with the heart of love.
As the Puck slithered hence to receiveth me the flower, I hath happened upon a young lady, and a young sir, both in the attire of an Athenian. This young lady wast deeply in love with this fine fellow, but rudely that gent acted towards that lady, and coldly, that gent ranneth hence from the maiden’s adoring heart.
I hath felt pity for this maiden, and decideth to anoint this man's eyes with the flower's juices, and maketh that gent falleth in love with that lady.
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