🌿 About Hemlock Hexstitch
Moss-born. Muddle-minded. Maker of magical mischief.
Deep in the misty weaves of the Towpath Marshes, where yarn tangles grow on willow trees and the reeds hum lullabies to bobbing boats, a curious little gonk bubbled into being. Stirred into life by moonlight, moth wings, and a forgotten skein of algae-green yarn, Hemlock Hexstitch became the Gonk Coven’s resident swamp wizard.
With his round belly and long trailing sleeves, Hemlock is a sight to behold. He’s rarely seen without his mossy hat with a sprig of hemlock tucked into it, or his tiny bubbling cauldron — which he claims can “froth a frog cosy and block a blanket before sunset.”
Hemlock isn’t your usual spell-slinger. His magic is... unpredictable. Sometimes he charms your yarn into perfect centre-pulls. Other times your scissors go missing for a week and turn up inside your teapot. He once turned a squeaky toy into a stitch counter. No one’s really sure how — least of all Hemlock.
Despite his muddled mutterings and herbal hat that occasionally sprouts new leaves, Hemlock has a heart as warm as his favourite kettle. He’s the first to untangle your stash, whisper kind words to a stubborn skein, or brew a comfort potion when your tension’s all off.
Legend says Hemlock can hear yarn sigh when it's happy and smell when a project has been abandoned too long. He insists he can “coax it back to life with a warm fire and a peppermint purl.”
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Whether you place him on your shelf, beside your bubbling brew, or perched at your WIP station, Hemlock Hexstitch brings mossy wisdom, wonky charm, and the unshakable belief that even a project gone sideways can still end in magic.
He is hand-crocheted in ever so soft chenille yarn and weighted with recycled plastic pellets.