It just wants to touch your rusty spoons.
Ew! Hubert Cumberdale, you taste like soot and poo!
Reminds me of the hand monsters in elden ring
“Be wary of down, by the way try fire”
Heheh, my first thougth as well. Gives me the fingercreeps.
I had learned about these in the days of yore. Was doing gardening and found a small specimen growing at the base of my tree. Apparently they LOVE rotting wood…whelp
There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream. There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men’s fingers call them
That’s a great one 😇. I picture her wreath a little differently now.
Thanks, I hate it.
