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and he’s just ken (twt)

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A Feeling

It started with a haircut.

Not the first one.

Not the second,

Or even the third.

It started when the world fell apart and kept going,

and I was expected to keep going too.

Like the shards of it weren't digging into my feet as I tried to catch up.

It started with a mirror,

a bottle of red hair dye,

a moment of desperation,

and a moment of surprise.

A reflection that paused and whispered,

Oh,

Yes.

This is right.

This is me.

It started with a step in the right direction,

and a bit of the world

settling into place.

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Night Shift

Rise without the sun,

the sun not having risen.

Pulled roughly from the gentle grip

of dreams left half eaten,

dripping out from rows

of pale teeth,

clenched against the cold.

Strap into the metal coffin,

geared up for transport to a temporary grave

as white lines fly idly past.

A funeral procession wreathed in white,

uncaring and indifferent.

See the reflection, stood uneasy at the door,

eyes blind and burning,

waiting for release.

Weightless words tumble briefly

out of despondent mouths,

dissipating with departure.

Feel the plastic splash of light,

a buzzing glow that sinks into bones.

Bones that sing along in time

with time that follows crooked lines.

Stretch like taffy the lonely seconds

between now and the rising

of bodies,

of minds,

of dawn

over the horizon.

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Him

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Trying out a new style

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Some sketches from my trip to San cristobal I

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PART 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05

Author : @shanastoryteller

Illustrator : @citrusvoid 

Original Story

It took me over a year to finish, but I finally extended the original 6 page prologue comic I did of Where Will They Live out to a 27 page, complete story.

I’ll be posting it in 5 parts. I’m doing this on my iPad and am figuring out the best way to link things on the fly so please be patient with me.

Happy new year :)

DISCLAIMER

‘Were will they live’ story and characters belong to Shanastoryteller.

CHARACTER DESIGN

All character designs and illustrations created by Meg Prisca. All characters belong to Shanastoryteller.

BACKGROUNDS

All of the backgrounds are traced from photos or google maps. I ain’t financially profiting in any way from this comic and didn’t want to spend another year creating backgrounds from scratch. Other people’s art/illustration was not used or referenced.

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Why

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I don’t need someone to tell me

What my purpose is

Or why I am here

I know the answer is the same

It is in the touch of a mother

The words of a friend

The smile of a stranger

The sight of a lover

It is us

We are why

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Here

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You are here

And isn’t it a miracle

To experience this

Here and now

is an improbability of infinite proportion

and yet

You are here

And isn’t it beautiful

To see the sunrise and know

that there have been a thousand before

and there will be a million after

and a trillion after that

You are here

And isn’t it a gift

That you have a mind

That can think

And feel

And appreciate

that though you are small in comparison to the universe

You are someone’s entire world

You care and are cared for

And you are here

You are here

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Possibly the start of a series of poems called existential joy

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Something from highschool. I lost the original but I might try repainting it