Ten honest things? And the gentlesimian is asking me?
Uh...you are actually serious about this, aren't you?

In truth, there is nothing I could tell the gentlesimian that she doesn't already know.
Like, you know... There'll be days like this:

And then...
[leaning over] ...there'll be days like those:

Especially here at The Wulfshead, Ma'am.
The former helps to take the latter with a grain of salt.
Speaking figuratively, of course. I wouldn't want this to be taken the wrong way---the part about the salt---the fairy folk, Ma'am, they do not care much for it.
You know...
Like that
little fellow over there by the fireplace. [Whispering] You'll only see him if he wants you to.
Or the Blue Fairy.
The Blue Fairy says it's an old superstition---the salt, that is. And so is the Bible---I mean, the stories claiming that the Bible and Christian religious symbols are a ward against fairies. The Blue Fairy says that it is a rumor propagated by the Christian Church to "demonize" the old folklores and replace them with its own dogma. She once told Pinocchio that lies are easily recognized because there are two kinds: "There are lies with short legs and lies with long noses."
Yes, well, I am not exactly sure what she meant precisely by that, either.
The Fae is famous for their cryptic statements.
Raggedy Ann, Ma'am...she doesn't believe in fairies. She thinks they're silly.
She told me that everybody knows that it's not Pinocchio's nose that grows long.

She says that Pinocchio is a Tuscan word meaning "pine nut."

The standard Italian term is
pinolo, a compound of Italian
pino meaning "pine" and
occhio meaning "eye."
If you ask me, Ma'am, way too much attention has been paid to Pinocchio's nose.
"It's not one's outward appearance that matters, it's what's inside you," isn't it what people say, Ma'am?

Ambiguity can be the road to clarity. But only if you pay attention.
But I am wasting the gentlesimian's time. Surely the gentlesimian didn't come all the way here, to speak with such as me.
The gentlesimian should walk around The Wulfshead, mingle with some of the people here, and ask around.
I am sure that among the lot of them the patrons should have no problem thinking of seven blogs or more to which they feel the Honest Scrap award ought to be passed on.
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