When the frost settles thick and the fires hum low, the Hollowfolk gather their quilts and dreams for the Great Midwinter Nap. It’s a gentle pause, a shared agreement that rest is sacred and mending invisible things takes time. Even those who cannot sleep simply sit by the flames, watching the hush drift like snow.
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8”x10” print with white mat for 11”x14” frame
Includes sturdy backing
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Hand drawn at the Tattertable. 
Fueled by tea, filled with heart.