This is a story told through letters. Written from the points of view of different people at different times, they tell parts of the same story. However, they will not fit neatly together as if pieces of a jigsaw. Like
Adarsh just gets me and the stuff I like almost effortlessly, and this picture is no different. Made as a part of a commission, it’s very me. I can totally see myself as that person. đŸ™‚
trace out a road between us with the colours of fall and the leaves underfoot, parting footsteps late in the afternoon. trace out midnight skies and the blue black points of time rushing in from a million miles away past
WIP from a 6 page comic my friend Adarsh and I have been working on. Don’t know when it would get completed or where it would see the light of day, but it is eerie seeing him bring my the images
