I wanted Sigyn to think BIG when choosing a pumpkin to carve.
That’s more like it! These are fine specimens.
Sigyn is too tender-hearted to be comfortable cutting into them.
I have no such qualms. Plus, wicked knife skills!
Hmm. So that’s what they look like inside. I haven’t seen such an innardy mess since that time Volstagg ate a whole elk in one sitting … without cutlery.
Time to get to work. We have some serious scooping and scraping and slicing to do.
Here is my creation. Not that I think my dearest’s face is frightening, it’s just that I thought it would be fun to capture her sweet smile. Look! It’s a Sigyn-o-lantern!
Very well. If you insist upon scary… A little magic, and…
I am very proud of this pumpk– Oh. My. Sigyn, as usual, has completely outclassed me in the field of arts and crafts. Well done, my cunning girl!
They make quite a pair.
Time to light them up!
WOoooOOOOOooooOOooo! What comes next? Costumes and candy!