You can wish for anything, any kind of things to eat on a long prim table. You can get any amount of your request, there is no real limit to this occasion.
Just imagine, being served by your own personal Alfred Pennyworth, someone that makes you feel as rich as a fictional billionaire.
The wish seems everlasting…
You can be in the wealthiest manor, built to your heart’s desire, the room is the size of your daydreams and the decadents are bound to your will.
There is only one blaring cap, the guest list- with only your name on it. What kind of feast will you have?
The spread probably will still be good especially if that person enjoys their time alone.
But the question also evaluates community, bread truly becomes richer in the company of loved ones.
Love ones is a real truth and something you can’t really imagine, but can only be experienced.
I am grateful for the bonds I’m blessed with…
They are so kin to me I am willing to turn down this amazing wish, just so I can keep on sharing a table with them.
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