What happens when you're awake at 12 am with hours worth of energy?
Art.
Art happens.
And for some reason it turned into three dwarf ladies at a pub.
Well, there were three, then one went to go use her perfectly styled beard to attract a young warrior. Hers is less practical than her big sister's, and little sister is only starting to get significant beardage.
The book that would really help me nail the clothes and furniture costs about $40.
As fascinating as it is, I would rather figure it out myself.
(Soon as it's on sale, consider it mine.)
Also, if you look up pictures of the dwarf ladies from The Hobbit, they are significantly less bearded than I have deemed necessary. Really now, how are they supposed to catch themselves a decent man with only that little bit of fuzz?
So yeah.
12 am = (magnificently) bearded ladies
Go with God,
~Allie
And yes, I'm starting a dwarf tag. May come in handy in the future.
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