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“It had been years and it was impossible but still. That evening, strolling between the long shadows of the trees, she heard that voice.
The howling wind should have covered it, but this was no ordinary voice. It was coming from between the light and the dark, from between surface and matter, from beyond sound.
It was her voice.
At that moment, it became nauseatingly clear to Sophie that no matter how far she went, how long she waited, how much she changed, she could never outrun it.”
Anne of Maumesnil, Prose from the Path
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10 days until guest comic deadline π don’t worry about making it perfect, stay hydrated and take care of yourself!
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Hey, there won’t be a new page tomorrow. I’m still in the process of coloring but there’s a loooot of fine tuning, so it’s taking more time than anticipated. I don’t see myself rushing it, and my week is otherwise very busy, so I’ll simply release it next Satursday. :)Thank you all for your patience, and please trust that it’s in the interest of making a quality comic.
don’t act like i don’t see those hoofprints……………………………
Haha I’m relieved, I was beginning to ask myself if they were remarkable enough^^
I actually really like how subtle it is. The only reason I noticed is b/c i felt there was something off with the footprints (too many, weirdly spaced) and had to look closer.
When I saw them I thought he was leaving the tracks.
Then I saw the “tp” sound.
Then it all made sense.
Or it doesn’t .
Warrior goes “tp”
Murder Stag goes “TK”
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And then Little Warrior turned and asked, “But Great Ghost Stag, why are there sometimes only one set of tracks?”
“Because Little Warrior,” answered Great Ghost Stag, “sometimes you bore the shit right out of me.”
Hahaha, a neat counterpoint for that particular parable^^
Asking the important questions.
Performance review for optimal learning curve!