The Elf emerged from the forest and began stomping on all the New Year cakes we had displayed. You could see a grin pull at the corners of it's mouth, staring down at her wiggling toes, packed with frosting. We stood there shocked. Not so much by the destruction but more so at the site of her. We watched with smiles of our own until the little thing turned and scampered off.
Wishing you all a New Year filled with mischief and magic.
Food by Poche
Elf by Ohmai
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