I'm addicted to candles and I love it 🧡

Und auch die Kerzen sind aus Kürbiswachs – scheinbar.

Clythos is less like the volcano of his brood sister who spews forth children after their transformation. He is more like a tall dark spire into the sky that draws others in with something not unlike wind pressure.

I should keep adding to what I put on tumblr, embrace it for it’s differences from other platforms, but also put the comic on a better platform. It’s a little more work, but it’s worth the effort for my soul.