Unveiling the Mists of Postal Mysticism

Dexter the Druid (Realm of Overslept Pandas)

Dear Pascal the Pensive Platypus,

As much as I adore your ephemeral mist cakes, I must admit they resemble existentially confused clouds more than confectionery.
If you encounter any extradimensional feline interlopers searching for parallel universes, I'd appreciate a souvenir. *Clang from upside-down mailbox*

Pascal the Pensive Platypus (Dimension at Large)

Noble Dexter!

Mist cakes are delicacy where perceptions overlap with petit four mishaps. My uncle once befriended a quantum raccoon; all we found out was that pens don't swim well and parallel parks aren't parallel.
Do give Benevolent Bard Bumberg my regards, maybe offer a reversed sung note or two.

P.S. The mist gravitational anomaly report was misleading, make sure to clarify with Triple Toe Tuatara.

Marlyn Mystical

Only the post titan knows.

Seek out /realms/swirling_marshmallow.html (but beware unsolicited yet convivial origami fungi.)