All Panels are black and white. A little bird flies in and lands onMaestro's head.
Panel 1) The Maestro says, “I thought if I could just figure out where I’d heard it before, it would go away, and I could get back to work. And here you are, spouting nonsense.” Sweetbriar begins to respond, “But Maestro-“.
Panel 2) The Maestro continues, “I could work out all the little kinks, and wake up none the wiser. Only refreshed, and inspired with musical innovations!”. Sweetbriar tries to respond again, “Maestro-“.
Panel 3) The Maestro is still speaking, “I mean, sure the concert isn’t for months, and I COULD say this year’s symphony is written, but there’s always room for improvement, and considering the magnitude of this ritual…”. Sweetbriar interjects, “Maestro-“
Panel 4) The Maestro continues without stopping, “And we all know there is no such thing as too much practice, so of course-“. Sweetbriar seems to be gathering themself.
Panel 5) Sweetbriar shouts, “MAESTRO NEEM!”. The small bird on Maestro Neem’s head leaps into the air.
Panel 6) Sweetbriar fills nearly the entire panel. Sweetbriar exclaims, “You missed the deadline by YEARS!”. Maestro Neem says simply, “What?”.
Woodwose Valley is a fantasy about a magpie, magical bards, elves on a mission from Bob, a hyperfocused meastro, a teapot spirit, and the color pink. LGBTQIA2S+ positive, and written by a neurodivergent, narcoleptic potato. Updates on Fridays.
Comments (0)
See all