Issue 20, Page 32
Transcript
1: The two sit beside each other on the wooden bench, looking down at the grass.
Julia: It’s true, then? I was… kinda hoping you’d tell me it wasn’t.
Rhoda: I’m sorry.
Julia: How are you so sure?
Rhoda: I heard those scientists talking about it, and I can… see it.
2: The tree’s roots worm underground, under the grass, digging into dirt.
Rhoda (off-panel): I can see so much now.
“We” are like the tips of icebergs, and the rest of us are so… dark, and…
3: Rhoda turns away. She’s covering her mouth, starting to tear up, trying to compose herself.
4: They sit beside each other, a distance between them.
Julia: S’pretty fucked up.
Rhoda: Sniff
Krf… Hah… Yeah. It is.
5: Julia leans forward, curious now.
Julia: What do I do now?
Rhoda: I’ve given you the key. It’s up to you to find the door. That’s all I can manage for you.
Julia: Key?
6: Rhoda points down.
Knowledge is power. I think that the key, symbolically, will help her to unlock knowledge that will allow her to re-emerge as a physical individual. And maybe take advantage of the fact that she (and every other anthro Earthling) is part of a god (TWOC / the Black Idol). Knowledge, and the ability to act on it, of a thing allows one to manipulate that thing.
Hey, look on the bright side. You’re a black eldritch slime monster LARPing as a kickass hacker chick. If anything, this makes you more cool.
There is so much grim determined optimism between the pages and the comments and it is just the best thing.
IKR?