Twilight Nocturne
on 01/29/2018
at 9:00 am
Hi everyone. I’m very sorry for the late strip. Time got ahead of me this weekend and I wasn’t able to get this posted lastnight, but I hope this weeks strip makes up for that. Let’s pause Quirk’s narration for a bit and peek in on Agnes to see how her and her little friend are getting along.
Please leave a comment below to let me know how you’re enjoying the strip. I’d really like to hear from you, particularly if you haven’t commented on here before. Thanks!
Hi Jim, I have been enjoying your strip from the beginning. The artwork is beautiful and the story line engaging. I do tend to be one that does not comment often, but I thought you should know. Thanks.
Thank you very much, Bill! Its nice to hear from you. I’d like to make this site more of a community, where people can feel free to comment and share their interests. Keep reading and I look forward to hearing from you again.
I’ve been reading pretty much since the beginning as well. I comment regularly…
Any chance you’re going to write up an essay of the “Sonjaing Age”?
By the way, the art on this pieces is excellent, with the campfire lighting effect, followed by the contrast with the dark lady. But why are both characters sitting facing away from the fire?
Hey pachristian, you have been one of my constant readers from Barwench Tales days and I always look forward to your comments and input with great interest.
And I should write some kind of manual about the goings on in the strip. I have so much backstory and timey-wimey stuff happening with the characters, it’s just too much that it would bog down the flow. Quirk’s narrative that is still ongoing (although on the backshelf for a few weeks while we check in with Agnes) is meant to fill in some gaps and hopefully clarify some story issues.
As for sitting with their backs to the fire, Agnes and friend are sitting like that so that they save their night vision, just in case they need to see a predator or enemy in the darkness. I owe that little tidbit of wisdom to the great Louis L’Amour, who I spent much of my misspent youth reading.
Seconding the essay bit. The Sonjaing Age (Sonjaean Age? Age of Sonja?) sounds like a fun read.
The Sonjaean age will have to be dealt with by the good people over at Dynamite Entertainment.
As for the Sonyaean age (ahem), I might consider that in a semi-serious way. I’ll channel my inner Robert E. Howard and try to make sense of this crazy and Oddly Arousing universe!