Mya, the Cursed World by David C. Daoust She was running again. For someone made to be so strong, it seemed like Fiona Hart was always just cutting loose and flat-out running away. The pale blue, ghostly girl slid, bodily, over the tiles that covered the roof; her foot slipped a little too close to…
By David C. Daoust Major wasn’t going to lie– when he’d decided to just chuck it all, and grab some food, he had no idea just how many of these flying children there were. If he had to guess, make an estimation, that estimation would be- An army, there was an army. They were,…
By David C. Daoust Clover moved with purpose. When it came to the Wards of Ergos, ‘moving with purpose’ was not truly a thing one could tell- just by looking (considering they flew everywhere they went). One may note his legs were a little more tense than they would normally be; bent a bit…
250 comic strips! Here’s a link to my very first post ‘Paragon’ — from 6 years ago! Six years I’ve been doing this! Such hope at the time. Now its like, meh, anybody ever see this shit? Whatever. Join the site, post some comments, tell some friends about this place, and if you see some…