Step Into My Parlour
on 01/15/2017
at 8:44 pm
Picture an ancient stone manor on a lonely heath, squatting in the purple gloaming like a cadaverous predator. A slight humming can be heard from within and the windows begin to glow as if it were a carnivore stirring from a fitful sleep. What terrors lurk within? The answer can only be found right here…Stay tuned!
P.S. Check the post directly below this weeks comic for a chance to win an original drawing!!
She says this now. The grass is always greener, I suppose.
And I have a feeling that you and I both know from experience that that’s not always necessarily true, balthazar 😉