A someday-story...
... plotted by my sister and me, though so far it hasn't come to much more than a bit of artwork and a few scribbles.
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IF: Breakfast at Bag End
There was a fearful mess in the room, and piles of unwashed crocks in the kitchen. Nearly every pot and pan he possessed seemed to have been used. We spent the weekend at the lake, and I happened to pick up The Hobbit for the first time in several years. I love the beginning--Bilbo's harried politeness to the uninvited guests and his dismay at the large amounts of washing-up the next morning. But really, what else can you expect when you have a houseful of hungry dwarves over for breakfast? Pencil sketch, digital color