The Great Katiomay

You stand before a door as black as night itself. There is no handle, no knocker, nothing. Beside you on the door is only a plaque that reads "Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here." You swallow hard, but there is no turning back. As you step forward the door swing open to greet you, and ahead lies only an inky blackness where anything could wait in store.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Fixing

So I fixed my twitter. I can be found at @katiomay (I know essentially I just said "at" twice). Also fumbled around with tumblr a bit more. I intend to start drawing daily once this whole moving situation is under control.

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