I love love love the new witch comic!! It's so cute and a fun exploration of a concept I've enjoyed in the past. Absolutely deserves as much circulation as the cat one has gotten, I hope it breaks containment for you!!
I'm so happy you liked it! I don't know that it'll get fame and notoriety, but I'm still glad that people are enjoying the time that went into it! (If someone hadn't seen it, it's here.)
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The Fields.
For this years Screamtober.
Thank you for reading!
We moved in shortly after he claimed the land. The house was quickly put together and I was perplexed why we were so far away from the town "It'll be good for us," Carlos said, "We'll raise horses, cattle and sons. We need all the land." Personally, it unnerved me, it was too vast, too quiet. I wasn't used to seeing so much sky. We truly were alone. He left me for long periods of time with our son, George, grew bored quickly. He already explored everything there was once he could walk. My education wasn't the best and I tried hard to teach him to read and write. I knew he would be grow up to be a great man, greater than his father and I wanted the best for him. But he got sick... in the middle of summer, a freezing chill. He kept coughing, day in and day out. Carlos brought the town's doctor and they could only say he just had a cold, it would pass. But the coughing didn't. George wouldn't stop coughing. until he did, stop.
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I was alone. I had to bound my son and find a piece of earth that was soft enough to bury him. We didn't have any wood for a coffin. No way to contact the parish, What could I do? Carlos was still in town and I had no way of contacting him. I lost track of time crying and digging the earth, I didn't even hear the horse approach. I don't think I even saw it. You can see for miles here. It should've been easy to see, but there they stood in front of me, like a stain against the sky.
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I've heard of snake-oil sellers. I suspected they thought I was easy pickings. But the way they talked... they sounded like they cared. I had no one at that moment, what was I to do? I was hurting so badly. I didn't know how to stop the pain, if they were to offer me respite, I wouldn't say no. Didn't the good book say that help came in strange ways?
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The teeth was from an accident. George slipped and hit the table, thankfully there was no damage but I kept his teeth, I thought it would be a nice memento of his childhood to show his milk teeth, to have his height etched on the door frame, his first shoes... I don't remember much, they took the teeth and apologised, I don't know what for, I heard locust. It got loud. I can't remember.
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Carlos didn't care.... He didn't care at all. and it felt *wrong*.
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Carlos left for town again. I had to do the harvest on my own. Prepare the house for winter on my own. Set up the traps, on my own. They came again today. They gave me a gift. They told me it'll take the guilt and sadness away in my sleep. Am I allowed to be like this? To stop feeling this horrible ache for my child? For this life I live?
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I had never heard someone talk like this. I was brought up to tend to my husband but...they were right. Carlos had never said a sweet thing to me. Had never helped with George, demanded I please him with never a word or look of my comfort. The locust returned as the wind grew strong, they were whispering "you can do what you want,”
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The wind picks up, the fields rustle loudly and the locust sing.
"He doesn’t care about you,”
“You can do better than him,”
There is nothing for you here,”
You can do...A N Y T H I N G,”
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"You did great,”
“We’re so proud of you,”
“Look, they came back for you!”
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"She always had the strength to do what she did. I merely gave her a small gift to see it. She's doing well the crows told me. She runs a small laundry business, cleaning shirts and sheets for hotels in town. Hard work, but she seems content.
"I send jackrabbits to her occasionally, and if she decides to go fishing I will ride up there and see her; talk to her about her day; about her heart. It's clear now, she says, she's grateful to me and wants to repay my kindness.
"We do not do for rewards in return, we do it because we see the pain and want it soothed. These lands are fair, but not kind. You need to live with others and itself.
"White man say the land is theirs, but mother nature says otherwise."
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Although it's a little late, here is the February Double Meme!!! 🩷✨️
I'm very grateful to @ale.rruiz for participating with me in that challenge and sharing the same pleasure that we have with W.I.T.C.H. and with Will! (My all-time favorite character is Hay Lin, but Will has a special place in my heart). The color palette and light effects are something that I'm proud of in this work, and as for the drawing, I like the result, but all this February I have been questioning many things in my life, including my style. I don't think it will change that much, but I want to start experimenting with more things. Little by little you will see. By the way, please look at Ale's work, it's super beautiful and see the experimental perspective that turned out wonderfully!!!
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