Terminus: March 14th, 2014

How I met your Mother:

The Continuing Crisis:

The Aristocratic Mandrils of Eris

The Aristocratic Mandrils of Eris have arrived. They come bearing golden apples with which to pay your way through a Saturday night unlike any other. There is little doubt that their price will be much steeper than the usual devil's bargain. Nor should suspicions of a first bite revealing strange and amorous toxins be set aside lightly. For many a man and a many woman have awoken from that sleep unique to those who have spent the night in the form of a moonlit fueled animal.

All valid concerns and revealing of a mind educated beyond schools alone.

But the Aristocratic Mandrils of Eris don't come often and their golden apples are in season only briefly in the span of a single human lifetime. You realize quickly that there are those who have grown fat with success by starving the soul and those who having tasted a single evening's worth of forbidden fruit remain satiated throughout the rest of their days.

The Aristocratic Mandrils of Eris are waiting and when they put their golden apples back under their fur-lined coats they ain't coming back out again.