#just imagining hob swanning around in a big black cloak
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Hob's journal: yestirdayei wente to þe marche hwere i boughte flesshe and bred and eke made frends wiþ a catte, and aftirward i wente to þe inn þo drinke wiþ a frend who quod þat i lokede wel and i seide certes i do, þis cloak is borrowed from mine bosom frend who hath excellent taste (it were dreme's). aftirward i wente to bedde and yn mine sweven i mette dreme and we kissid.
holy fuck i'm laughing so hard how dare you be on anon i love you
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#the sandman#hob gadling#the death of translation#excellent fucking content#thank you so much#(it were dreme's)#just imagining hob swanning around in a big black cloak#waiting for compliments so he can say#'certes i do anyways let me tell you about my friend who has excellent taste'#the whole village is onto his shtick by now but they indulge him
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