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Cedar, Birch, and Lady Houndstooth. The far far north is filled with old crypts, ruins, burial grounds and whatnot, lost and revealed through the moving snows. And those ancient maps? Hard to navigate when the ancient language only had one word for both east and west.

They are supposed to have a houndstooth pattern on their scarves, but I am pretty sure I'll get really frustrated with it soon so instead of drawing half of this month's pieces with it and THEN deciding I've had enough, just figured I'd nip that little 'ism in the bud. We will pretend the spirit of the houndstooth pattern is there. It'll be a secret between you and I.

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