#vss

The mirror replied "To whom?"

"The miller who made the flour for my bread," the queen would say, or "Whoever spun the thread my shawl was made of".

Reminder that your f/o wouldn't get mad at you if you got a flare up of a chronic illness or got overstimulated during an outing!

They wouldn't tell you to suck it up or that you're faking.

Your f/o would always carry around some of your medication for these situations or try to get home as fast as possible without complaining about not being able to stay out and about :-D

Also once at home your f/o would cuddle with you in bed while you recuperate and be very mindfull to keep their voice down and not turn on any agressive lights(^з^)-☆

I've talked before about digital comic where sometimes the art is super crunchy but the lettering is fine but this honestly might be the worst I've ever seen it, some of these panels are literally imparsable. Do you think it's an export issue? did it look like this for the letterer?

Maria strolled the halls of the generation ship, knocking on the vents. A maintenance robot was thirty meters behind her, spraying insecticide.

Humanity was traveling to a new home, but we didn't want to bring old pests with us. We had to get rid of the rats and roaches before we landed. We couldn't have the new civilization infested with vermin before it even had a chance to grow.

She turned a corner and knocked again, listening. A small voice called out "Thanks for the warning!" Dozens of tiny feet scurried in the walls, running out of range of the poisonous fumes. The creatures had been called brownies, fairies, leprechauns, and countless other names. They had been with humanity since the beginning, and now they were following us into space.

Greg looked up as Maria knocked on the wall. "What are you doing?"

She smiled. "Someone has to warn the duct sprites."

All I see is static and all I hear is static :///