Inhale, the calm of a time now broken
Exhale, the balm of a sinister grave
Inhale, the song of a star awakened
Exhale, the gong of an ominous day
Inhale, the fang of a blood still aching
Exhale, the bang of a beautiful way


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Today’s Character Deep Dive is on the intriguing Molly Lusc from the comic Molly Lusc by Andreas Helixfinger!

Molly Lusc is a straight up noir comic complete with an origin story… sort of… of the main character and primary detective Molly Lusc. It has a lot of the noir ...

Where destiny lies
Off to the horizon light and darkness ties
Genius has already invented our demise
Only angels and flames may defy the skies
Burn my dreams for that new sunrise
Where destiny lies


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Primordial coil rituals my blood
To be sanctified in un-zang nerve-ending to depart
Where you were, I return. Where you burned, I rekindle.
Primordial foil pictures my gods.
To be sacrificed in un-rang soul-mending to unchart
Primordial soil freeze me free


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Breaking to be for the first time
The fragments of waiting is over
For the first time I see clearly
For the first time I feel sincerely
I’ve come to take my first step and be free
I’m yours world, I’m breaking to be


NaaN (Now, always ...

A long divorce of steel
A longing between red offices
To become a masterpiece to appeal
A coming between bled offices
Some dreaming left of a life to zeal
A dreaming between dead offices


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Scoring my scars on the daybreak
We head for howlers delight
Scaring the hummingbird’s stalemate
We bed the runners on sight
Scheming our elders out of hay days
We rid the hours of blight


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Three looking glasses. One a revealer, the two other the illusionists.
Are we seeing it clear? Here’s the question.
Two searching goals. One a finder, the other a thief.
Do we make a discovery? Here’s the answer.
One speaking tongue. Only one and that’s the rainbow.
Can ...

There’s gonna be a scrap and we cheer, so hear.
The blood of the primordials come to gather the pieces
There’s gonna be a scrap and we dare, so care.
The mud of the immortals gone to scatter the pieces
There’s gonna be a scrap and we ...

Photo: “It's the 17th Anniversary of Used Books!”. By usedbooks.

Usedbooks, creator of Used Books, writes:

“Used Books just turned 17 years old. It's almost a legal adult. Lol.

Crazy, right? 

I didn't remember until it appeared on FB memories. So, I drew some really rough sketches ...