It Was A Dark And Stormy Night…

So what now, darkandstormydolls? Are we to be two immortals, locked in an epic breakfast until judgement day and trumpets sound?

Human: We just train new people how to do it?

Elf: *gears visibly turning in their head*

Human: Are you alright?

Elf: I just realized that we didn’t have to let that whole city fall to ruin just because my grandfather died.

Human: My cousin made it.

Elf: Impossible! Those metalworking techniques were lost a hundred years ago!

Human: What do you mean lost? My great-grandmother learned to make these swords from an elven smith, then taught it to her kids.

Elf: That's ridiculous. No elf would give such secrets to a human.

Human: They didn't. Meemaw delivered the metal to the forge, and no one kicked her out when she stayed and watched. She always said they barely acknowledged her even when doing business with her, like she wasn't worth noticing.

Elf: Come to think of it, my great-uncle always was rather single-minded when he started working.

Human: So he wasn't ignoring her, he just forgot she was there?

We literally do not have enough friendships. Our culture's obsession with romance over friendship is shockingly new (1850's on) and it is having a serious impact on our health across the board, specifically men. This problem has become sharply exacerbated in the last 20 years.

We need more friendships. We need more friendship in media. "But what if they kissed?" What if they didn't, and the love that was there mattered anyway??? Take my hand. Imagine this with me. A relationship unbound by law or expectation. People who choose one another again and again. To stay in each other's lives when there are no societal tethers holding them together.

So what now, darkandstormydolls? Are we to be two immortals, locked in an epic breakfast until judgement day and trumpets sound?

A study of historical dress and undergarments, Part 3: 1840s -> 1850s -> 1860s

"I'd be happy to, Mrs. Rutherford. have you brought your goods with you, or would you like advice on what to buy before we begin?"

"of course! here, you see?"

"...this jacket"

"yes, Mr. Rutherford said I might have it to use the velvet :)"

"this jacket which contains three yards of material"

"indeed :) :)"

"for a polonaise wanting at least six yards of goods to make up"

"in a close-fitting satin skirt with yards of swagged drapery that has to be placed at precisely the right angle or she'll scream at us?"

"yep"

"okay, well, I guess we can put it-"

"and she won't have it in the center back seam"