Funny thing, taking so long to complete this comic worked in its favor because for the longest time I could not figure out how to reference the canon routes. Then along came Grant Morrison, who dropped the Dreamtime right into my lap, and the comic wrote itself.

I am so happy the last two comics don't require me to draw fifty little dinosaurs and penguins.

I adopted a kitten who embodies the phrase "if it nots for sits, why it made of warm?" and kept climbing on my Wacom One and batting my stylus while I was trying to work on this.

And yes, I like American Smarties, bite me.