Mokey

When I was out at the fabric store, I saw this insanely fun pattern and thought of Fraggle Rock instantly.

Tucked away in her cubby hole, warmed by great Literature and a warm fire, Mokey sits inhaling insight.
 

She doesn't care about the newest fashion or whats trendy, she is swept away by a great tragedy, swirling romance, poetic lyrics and Chamomile tea .

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I didn't want anything parallel or streamlined on her to resemble just how many seasons she had seen.