This was one of the hardest scenes to draw… not because of the action, but because of what it means. There’s no heroism left, only exhaustion, and acceptance.
When I first read the line “that day darkness caught up with me again, and I died,” I heard it like a whisper, not a scream.
Thank you for reading this far. Next time, we rise again - but for now, let’s stay here a little longer, in the silence after the thunder.
(But if it’s unbearable, the next novella chapter is right now on: Patreon.com/gloriamu )
It is slightly confusion that the arrow is fired from left to right, the directuion in which one reads.
I assume it was fired not into the bull's back (by his own men), but from his front, by the enemy, coming out at the back. With that line of thought, one can puzzle out that we change perspective. But I assume not every reader would read it like that.
When all you’ve known is the labyrinth — blood, fear, and loneliness — escape is only the beginning.
The road to light sometimes leads through a broken heart.
New comic pages every two weeks on Sundays. On the off weeks, the companion novel updates here on Tapas—same story, deeper cut
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