Im not sure why my scanner is messed up, but I had this one uploaded, Gonna change updates to a page on wed and one on thurs for this week. Find out what happens when the sun rises for the first time and how the white fox comes to terms with reality.
Beginning of the next chapter which is where things really start to kick off. We start out by taking a shift to see how the white fox is getting along while the black fox was traveling with Florance the Minstrel.
You can see where this upload starts chronologically by clicking these words.
You can start from the beginning of everything by clicking these blue (red) words
SO I haven’t been keeping up with posting the story and for that I apologize, I have a whole bunch of pages sitting in a folder and I have yet to scan them in. So I’ve decided that every Tuesday you can expect to see at minimum two pages uploaded just for you. The way that this blog is set up is kind of weird so if you are looking at a particular post but want to see the whole comic archive just get rid of all the backslashes in the url or click here to navigate from the first to the latest page.
I also actually began to use like real people art supplies, everything that is in the first and second issue has just been a piece of paper and a pen and it looks like it. So I bought some sketching pencils, pens, and a ruler. Expect to see my new style next week.
Anyway, for those of you following, thank you and expect Tuesdays to be reliable for new comics.
Stop and consider,
Life is but a day,A fragile dewdrop on it’s perilous way,
From a tree’s summit, It is a poor Indian’s sleep,
As his boat hastens towards the monstrous steep,
But why so sad a moan?
Life is the Rose’s hope while yet unblown,
The telling of an ever changing tale,
The light uplifting of a maiden’s veil,
A pidgin tumbling through pure summer air,
A schoolboy laughing without grief or care.
Riding the springing branches of an elm.