Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Dwarves are late to dinner again...



I ask you, working my tiny fingers to a nub taking care of this place, hanging the little curtains with the help of bluebirds, singing in that voice like a slate pencil on glass. Oh, maybe that's why they're late home..
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Please read the comments before yours and see if your question is already answered! I've reluctantly deleted the anonymous option, because it was being abused.

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