The Fucklings' First Egg!

LOOK WHAT MY BABIES MADE

( Photos under the cut... )

(Well, one of them, anyway. The two others are presumably still content to show appreciation for their lavish lifestyle–of pool parties and all the mealworms they can eat–solely through the mediums of loud quacking and friendly nibbles.

Because yes, that is three shots of the same single duck egg in various states of cleanliness and artful arrangement. No, I have no idea which duck laid this. Nor do I know if it is as delicious as it is delightful, because I haven’t the heart to crack it just yet.)

Lake Lewisia #361

She learned it all on the internet: the movies came first, pirated and borrowed and gifted, then the stories written about them by others, the drawings, the essays and the jokes. The internet taught her to crochet and sew and bead as well, though it would take a while for the two streams to cross in even just her imagination. But one day, she looked up from the commissioned work in her hands, and she realized she had been stitching heroism into plush toys and belonging into themed beanies, spreading magic to anyone who shared a spark worth fanning across the digital distance.

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