Don’t have a lot of time for fancy art with now (finals yay) but i managed to squeeze some sketches of Em in between projects! They look friendly, or do they????
psst, i posted a preview of this in our Discord! you should come hang out we have fun
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Don’t have a lot of time for fancy art with now (finals yay) but i managed to squeeze some sketches of Em in between projects! They look friendly, or do they????
psst, i posted a preview of this in our Discord! you should come hang out we have fun
Isla’s eyes widen and she whirls around towards the source of the voice. Em stares back at them, looking less than happy.
Lucian’s eyes narrow. “Who the hell are–”
“What are you doing here?” Isla asks.
Em crosses their arms. “I’d ask you the same thing. This house is outside the town border. You shouldn’t be here.”
The random shop they walk into appears to sell knives. They sell other things, too, but mostly knives. Isla is never more glad that Solanus can’t see.
“Hey there,” the shopkeeper says. “You folks looking to buy something? I’ve got some premium blades here for you.”
“We’ll think about it,” Lucian says in a tone that means she will not think about it. “We’re actually new in town, and we were wondering about that house on the west edge of town.”
Em looks from Isla to Lucian, then back to Isla again. Something akin to realization crosses their face, and they point at Isla. “You still remember me.”
“Yeah, of course I do,” Isla says. “We talked to you yesterday. My memory might suck, but it’s not that bad.”
Em’s eyes narrow. “Are you a witch?”
“She is not a witch, thank you,” Lucian says. “And I’m still lost. What’s going on? Why do you two know each other?”
Isla dreams of eyes glowing in the darkness, glowing green, glowing gold, glowing red. There’s a person standing there, shadows shifting over the outlines of their form, growing into something larger, something monstrous.
The monster lumbers towards her, and its footfalls make the very ground shake under its weight and force. She can feel the magical power burning off of its ink-black skin and it feels like standing in an open flame, like standing in a sandstorm with her skin exposed to the buffeting winds. It eats ad eats and eats away at her, and she can’t move away, or won’t.
“Go back to where you came,” a spidery voice says, filtering down through the darkness.
There’s a lot of things about that statement that don’t make sense. Isla decides to tackle the obvious one. “What do you mean, it never finishes?”
Em shrugs. “Just how it sounds. It never gets to the end. It starts over before it finishes.”
“They…start over?” Isla asks. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I can’t describe it any better,” Em says. “But if you want to see it for yourself, you can. Down in the square, they’re doing the Lighting. If you get there fast enough, you might get there before everything starts over again.”
Isla blinks. “But how–?”
“I think I’d like to see this,” Lucian says. “Come on, Isla. I think I’m feeling festive all of a sudden.”
It’s a long, quiet walk. There’s a lot of claw marks in the road as they go forward, but nobody comments on them. They already know there’s a demon problem in the area. No need to belabor the point.
It’s a few hours later, when the sun is dipping under the horizon, that they see something out in the distance.
Isla squints. “Is that the town?” she asks.
Lucian unfolds her map and checks it. “If my math is correct–which, to be fair, it’s usually not–that’s around where our destroyed town should be.” She puts her map down. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but that doesn’t look very destroyed to me.”
Hello, curse squad fans!! We’re always working on new content for you to enjoy, and we’ve had this one on the back burner for a while. Now we’ve finally gotten it to a place where we feel like we can announce this exciting project:
Wicked Hearts: the Something Wicked Dating Simulator!