@acid-ixx ye, so here’s the page from the last chapter in all its glory. I didn’t manage to fit more nightwing’s costumes at the bottom but i hope it suffices. I tried to choose the placement of stains on where their wrist would have been while writing (assuming they are right handed of course.)
The “blood” is fake it’s watercolor and just that
Full text (thanks again for writing it @acid-ixx 🫶🫶)
"Journal Entry #15: Dick Grayson and Nightwing"
"Dick Grayson, my eldest brother, and one of Bruce's adopted children. Everybody knew him as an acrobat at Haly's Circus, and I've watched his shows before— idolized him even. Everyone does. It's also common knowledge that he lost his parents in a freak accident during a circus act, essentially orphaning him. My father, Bruce, took him in afterwards, willingly, out of his own accord. Ever since then, Batman has shone a spotlight to his new ward."
"To me, it was the easiest to discover his identity... Dick is Nightwing. It's obvious from the way they share the same acrobatic moves that he does in secret in rooms where he thinks I'm not looking. He does it in front of everyone but me. Like he's ashamed of even acting like himself, like I'm undeserving of even seeing a part of him natural to others—"
"He does these flips I see him perform on TV as nightwing, and i remember all the times he'd mindlessly do handstands or jump from the second floor to the next, smiling to anyone who'd see. They don't know how lucky they are, dick was never this way to me."
Sometimes he'd also do it when i'd sneak into the cave and find him talking with the others..."
"Every time he does, he's got the same... (Charming)"
"— He's got the same dishonest, disgustingly huge smile he always gave me whenever he made excuses that he's busy, that he's got work, hero work — he never says, I pretend to never suspect — to do."
"I understand that. You can't stop someone like Dick. When he's got his mind set on a goal, not even bruce or damian can talk him out of it. In that order of things, my opinion would never matter, hah. I just was never considered into a goal. So i understand. It's not like I can be mad for any longer when he still smiles at me while making all these excuses and sometimes even promises of next time's. At least he doesn't see me as a villain, he doesn't mistreat me or anything. So i can't blame him, he's... still nice."
"But then again, it's also so obvious, of course, that the only difference between me and the people he saves on TV is that the smile he shows them... is genuine."
"And the one he shows me is still just the product of an afterthought—"
"And afterthoughts are just cheap, discarded remains of a forgotten promise."
"You never once consider fulfilling them, you never even thought of considering them in the first place."
