So I have inexplicably decided to rename this series of strips after a pretentious line from a Covenant song. Covenant being a goth techno band I was into in the early noughties. Okayyy.
This is part 2 of 3.
I’ve been a hermit lately – several weeks of a lingering cold and ice and then SNOW, lots of it. It doesn’t help that I keep missing Tuesday comics pub because I’m busy making comics. But! Next month I’ll have a stall at the Alternative Press Fair near Euston Station in London, selling comics and craft stuff. Come and say hello!
Is the strip supposed to stop in the middle of the 4th row? It looks like it’s supposed to carry on for another 2 rows, but it doesn’t.
Hi Dave – well, this is the second of three parts, so it’s not really supposed to have a conclusion. But no, it shouldn’t stop in the fourth row! You should be able to see four normal rows and then one big panel (with two little ones within it, and the big phoenix-dragon-whateveritis). What’s the last thing you can see?
Nicely puked.
I thank you. *cough*
Also for buying stuff – I can refund you the postage if you like!
Wow. That last panel really kicked me. Need to get back on the path. Thanks. x
Quextal: *smile*