It was supposed to be Darcy Lewis’ silly little twist on the new tradition of the Elf on the Shelf. He had is own grumpy little Dwarf friend! It was cute, it was kitschy, it drove Stark up the wall–all good things, in Darcy’s not so humble opinion.
But either someone’s lost control of their magic spell, or maybe it’s a Christmas Miracle, because one morning Darcy comes out to find her Elf and Dwarf a little more… real.
(Her inner twelve year old that’s still in love with Legolas is squeeing.)
