Behold the mandrake, a peculiar plant of arcane origins. Many mandrakes spend their lives in mystical servitude, being fed the milk of a cow and swaddled in a dead man’s shroud to bring magical might to their master. Others sprout at the feet of the hanged on the spot where the deceased’s essence has fertilised the soil. Any man who tries to root up the botanical blight drops dead as it emit’s its piercing shriek. This particular mandrake, however, has a more modest background and can most often be found pottering around an old greenhouse in Yorkshire, trying to flirt with onions and digging up worms.
alittlewhileago-deactivated2011 asked: Your blog makes me so happy! Do you craft these delightful creatures yourself?
Hey, thanks. Yeah, I make most of them myself. Sometimes I’ll feature toys by other artists but they’re always credited; if I don’t explicitly say otherwise, they’re made by me, Maffers.
ospreys asked: Your blog is so great! I can't get enough! :D
:D Thank you, I’m glad that you like it.