I'm just another young adult who was arrogant enough to think her ideas belong out in the world. This story kinda owns me at this point, so although I'm not sure how well I can tell it, it's not gonna let me die until I at least try. I was never going to be an artist of any kind, I was going to write novels... but here we are, with a story that refuses to be told in any format besides comic. So why not see where this goes?
Windows Surface Pro 7, Autodesk Sketchbook, and chai tea