An image from their childhood suddenly bloomed in his thoughts: an angry six-year-old smearing mud…examining it, Keelath suddenly saw through the outrage to what it was.
As usual, you can click the comic for a larger image. Continue reading “Proper Brazier Technique”
“You’re not so different from your brother, you know,” she told him. “You’ve both made the same crazy choice for the people you care about.”
I’ve got to find a way to better format letters… Some of the punctuation is also messed up here as I wrote half of this in WordPress, and half in Google Docs. Who knew that Google Docs doesn’t use standard hyphens and quotation marks?Author’s Note
I’d like to visit you, and know you are no longer in Newhome. Where might I find you these days?
At the Crossroads, in the Barrens… Continue reading “Seeing Keelath”
Apparently Evelos gets his jawline and nose from Tyrdan, not his mom and dad…
Today, in preparation for the next chapter of the Trials comic, I did a little character study for each of its three main characters, and also Tyrdan, who is part of the family but may not feature very much in the comic’s story. This was necessary to help give each character a more characteristic look and feel, with shorthand notes for me so I could draw them more quickly and consistently.
Here they are! With their mouths in the characteristic positions: Keelath is frowning, Tyrdan is smirking, and Mirium’s mouth is open because apparently I draw her talking a lot. Continue reading “Character Study: Trials”
Your letter was late in arriving. Continue reading “Selected Letters”
A collection of letters between Keelath and Mirium. Continue reading “Faded Love Letters”
Mirium continued to walk backward as Keelath started to move forward again. “That is not the right answer to that question, mister!”
It was the gift of the dead, to move while asleep. To do without thinking. To serve without questioning.
“You walk around like a clenched fist rather than an open hand, brother. I think you close yourself off from…what life can still be.”
Tyrdan’s words echoed in Keelath’s head Continue reading “What Darkness Lies, Part Three”