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[Image description: a black and white comic of Nott the Brave and Caleb Widogast from Critical Role. Nott the Brave is a goblin woman with stringy dark hair, covered in bandages and wearing a hooded cloak; Caleb Widogast is a white man with shoulder-length hair, a scruffy beard, a tattered coat, and bandaged arms. An arrow rushes past and thunks into something off-screen. Caleb holds out his arm, revealing the arrow impaled in the book strapped under his arm with a smile. 

“Now that is an impressive shot,” He says. Nott runs into frame, also smiling. “Oh good, you’re not dead.”

“Not at the moment,” says Caleb. “Do you think you could do this consistently?” 

“Sure!!” says Nott. “Well, probably. At least 60% of the time.”

“Eh, it’s a passing grade,” Caleb says, squatting down to Nott’s eye-level. “I was thinking of calling this one ‘Modern Literature’. What do you think?”

“Oh, very clever, I like it.” Nott takes the arrow and daintily pokes the tip. “Just one question though… How the fuck is pretending to shoot you ever gonna get us out of trouble?”

Caleb waves her off unconcerned. “Oh, it probably won’t- But, on the off chance, we will have this ready, and then we will be in business.” 

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Widobrave day 2: Cons!

Sthenjwa Luthuli (South African, b. 1991)

Eternal Happiness, 2020

In the light of the day stabilize and reset And then burn in the image so I can’t forget And end ceaselessly speaking ‘till nothing’s unsaid I don’t know what I want, what I want’s where I’ve been

In the night will you rest your head into my hands? Will you disrupt this pattern from starting again? If I asked you for nothing, will nothing there stand? I don’t know what I want, what I want’s where I’ve been