(This is Day 11 of The Barely Legible and Slightly Bloody Diary of Foxy Foxster on Eulora – you can find previous days in which I talk about things of wonder and golden pickaxes.)

I certainly mentioned my wondrous eulorian Samovar before, the multi-functional and totally blessed shiny hissing thing that might get me one day to the moon. And if it didn't yet get me there, it surely did today a thing that is even more surprising for a tool of this island: it actually made tea! Eulorian tea, totally tea, unexpectedly drinkable tea! Still, I suspect it simply felt it had to make tea just to spite me, since I publicly and oh, so assuredly wrote before that it did anything BUT tea.

So on this day, the 11th, I brew my eulorian tea from as many as 36 tubers, 7 wooly mushrooms, 2 spicy moss and one pacademia nut. I sat then on top of the hill next to my now-gently simmering samovar and I admired the view over Eulora's green and rocky hills, between the sticks of claims and with a flikering silvery fishy fountain in the background. And as I sipped my wondrous tea of tubers with a pinch of spicy moss and pacademia nut, I felt for the first time an unbearable lightness of being on Eulora. After which I checked my pockets and I discovered that they were indeed quite unbearably lighter, some hundred thousand satoshis lighter.

A cup of tea on Eulora is a thing to be treasured indeed since it is basically a whole lot of money with a dash of hot water. The secret of Eulorian Samovars must surely be that they can quite actively transform a lot of money into very little liquid...

Category: Eulora

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