Been looking at this for a while, and something about it seemed off. Something else is going on here, behind the scenes. And it hit me.
Look at where the floor is. Her legs, in order to reach it, must be Liefeldian in length! And then the obvious solution presented itself.
She’s standing on a dog!
No wonder this man is in here crying. She is a monster.
Far be it from me to argue with someone with nineteen years and counting of artistic experience, but that is exactly what I’m going to do, right now! Watch me!
Yes, examination of that background and the marks on the floor of the shed lead me to the conclusion that there’s a great big hill of sand for her to be standing on. Thus obviously the reason he’s crying is that he’s just finished sweeping and now she’s letting all the sand in. As someone who spent many years at a summer camp with a sandy bank by the lake, and who was often made to sweep his own bunk, I can assure you that this is an unforgivable offense. Sand is the worst and there is always more of it.
I will give you that there definitely appears to be sand. However, it’s a clearly not a solid fixture of sand which would support the weight of an adult human woman.
On a tiny island in a lake in Russia exists a tiny little church waiting to be discovered. It’s located near St. Petersburg, and close to the border with Finland. It appears in the woods, with its gold top, like something right out of a fairytale. The church was actually built in 2000 by an architect and university professor. It’s called the Church of the Transfiguration of Andrew. It’s named after the apostle Andrew, but the architect’s name also happened to be Andrew.
Behold! The grand chart for flower language compiled by @hasty-touch & @halonic. After being introduced to it, a number of folks have taken to using bouquets, delivered within Ishgard (and perhaps without) to convey messages.
Can confirm that House Pepin delivers discretely and provides excellent service.
:3 This is just a thing I compiled from loads of PDFs and stuff because I was going batty from flipping between 20 different browser tabs.
Since it’s publicly viewable now I may work on neatening it some over the next few weeks!
Once upon a time @hasty-touch and I somehow ended up screeching “FLORIOGRAPHY???” at one another, and then weeks later he and @halonic made this gem happen, and suddenly the sea of books and browser tabs parted, and I was at peace.
I never close this spreadsheet. It is my home. We are one.
(( Signal boosting because these are the most thorough nerds I’ve ever seen and this list is wonderful.I’ve referenced it countless times already! ))
Then Anar arose in glory, and the first dawn of the Sun was like a great fire upon the towers of the Pelri: the clouds of Middle-earth were kindled, and there was heard the sound of many waterfalls. Then indeed Morgoth was dismayed, and he descended into the uttermost depths of Angband, and withdrew his servants, sending forth great reek and dark cloud to hide his land from the light of the Day-star.
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