βIt 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.β
Anne of Maumesnil, Prose from the Path
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10 days until guest comic deadline π donβt worry about making it perfect, stay hydrated and take care of yourself!
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Hey, there wonβt be a new page tomorrow. Iβm still in the process of coloring but thereβs a loooot of fine tuning, so itβs taking more time than anticipated. I donβt see myself rushing it, and my week is otherwise very busy, so Iβll simply release it next Satursday. :)Thank you all for your patience, and please trust that itβs in the interest of making a quality comic.Β