She’s the scariest midnight eater under five feet tall.
The hour becomes late. I hunger. Not particularly for apples, but for popcorn. And the stick people flee the apple eater with red hair. Why do they flee? What fate awaits their dark flight into the night? We may never know.
Words are overrated. That’s my philosophy for today’s picture. I also think it speaks for itself; Knight and Pirate would have completely different reactions to being shrunk. This also comes out of a dark place for me: I’m really hungry and I want a giant cupcake.