Is it?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Not just me, Nonny.

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Such is the plight of us mortal beings. Our lot is one that knows no mercy, and our only hope—to maintain the eternal stalemate as long as we live, to bind him to where he stands with our eyes. Ours is a war that only he can win, but whether we lose today? That is on us. So long as we continue to face our fears, death may take us—but not he.

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?

Is this the Blue Badger?