Happy Spooky Week. Regular comics resume Monday. ↓ TranscriptThe wailing of ambulances sang Harold's finale. His estranged wife and son were called to the scene. A weakened heart, the official decree. Harold's long years tending the Manor, his service in[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Teatime? ↓ TranscriptA shattering that rent sound and soul sent glass spraying across Harold's bedroom. He huddled in his bed, a child in the night, as his visitor breached Harold's slumbering security. "O father, my father. Come hither. Dance, sing,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Old memories ↓ TranscriptThe singing of old voices dredged from the abyss of Harold's memory the lost days of the creature's origin. Sylvan and innocent, exploring forest and hill across the manor's primeval country. A childhood friend, treasured above all.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m going to try to do a full week of these, since they’re basically splash pages. Tune in tomorrow to see if I succeed or if I fail. ↓ TranscriptIn long-forgotten Helford Manor, the songs and fancies of life have[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
