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No parts of it extended beyond the lines, and the paper ticket was clearly displayed, impaled on a horn.

Heres some more Project Hail Mary comics, just for fun!

Its a long way to Erid so like they got alot of time to do whatever, i think theyd have to talk about pokemon at SOME point at least! XD

We desire for smooth skin, perfect angles, while eridians thrive in the bumps and texture -- its how they see and differentiate each other!

We hate how our skin wrinkles and bumps and how our hair changes color with age. They would be delighted to find out that if you're happy and smile enough, you gain a marking that represents how much time you've spent laughing with loved ones. How our hair turns a "color" nearly impossible to (healthily) replicate naturally, unachievable by alteration and dye, just by being alive long enough. (This is magic to me). How our veins with our life-liquid, the ones that look just like the rivers on our planet carrying life-liquid, get more apparent with age. We're so connected to our squishy, organic planet

> game you wishlisted is on sale!

> wow, 30% off!

Which is already operating on deeply questionable puzzle logic, but what really gets me is that the only clue they’re given is “Because I could not stop for Death,” which is possibly one of the MOST famous Emily Dickinson poems you could have picked.

That thing has been printed in approximately eight billion anthologies, collected works editions, educational readers, decorative coffee table books, pocket poetry compilations, and probably at least one bathroom calendar somewhere.

Like the answer is hidden inside one of the most widely republished poems in the English language, and somehow the first random edition the police officer on the phone managed to get their hands on just happened to be The Correct One.