Hey,
Hey,
Ah, nothing like a good rest after yet another night of crossing buildings in just one leap and kicking the evildoers’ arses.
Right, Condor?
Your house is your refuge, your safe place. Nothing bad can happen while you’re in Morpheus’ arms.
Right, Condor?
Oh, well.
Don’t tell me you expected a happy strip where everything goes just fine.
A picnic in the park.
A night eating pizza and watching The Big Bang Theory.
Come on.
Anyway.
There’s a book that contains the first year of these strips that I’m posting here every week. It’s full of terrible tragedis where our hero endures terrible pain and lasting confusion, just the way you like it.
you want to have them all together and contribute to the existence of this newsletter, click here.
Get yourself a copy and make this greedy and soulless creator happy.
Enjoy.
and then...
Another night of crime fighting reality warping shenanigans.