Issue 20, Page 17
Fun fact, this page took me like three diggity dang days to draw.
Transcript
1: The many of Tazim’s selves grip Rhoda by the arms and legs, surrounding her from all angles.
Tazim: I’ve watched you grow so strong, Rhoda, in such a short time.
I’m always on the lookout for blossoming flowers: strong spirits in mortal form.
2: The huge tower of writhing bodies leans in over Rhoda, like a tree curling down to greet a mouse.
Tazim: You could serve me SO well in the future…
3: The “tree”, a braided, writhing mass of grinning snakes fills her vision.
Tazim: So…
4: One near face of Tazim is grinning smugly, almost flirtatiously as it leans on its elbows.
Tazim: Why do you summon me?
…
*inhales*
… WOO… Here we go… She’s definitely been walking on a tightrope over thin ice. Now she’s carrying stuff too.
Rooting for you Rhoda!
Rhoda goes out: not with two, but with tree fellas. Hee hee hee.
I really love this page, Rebecca! 😀
Stop being adorable, demon.
Yup, I”m loving this. You get the feeling of otherness form it, but at the same time can tell it’s not a natural thing. It really does feel like something that a entity that had been able to observe for ages would come to think and behave.
Not surprised it took you so long to draw! Thanks for all the hard work, it’s noticeable and appreciated!
… also, exceptionally terrifying.
Not gonna lie, I heard “three diggity dang days to draw” in Arin’s voice.
I hope Rhoda isn’t destined to become evil. But I wouldn’t be surprised.