Fully inked and ready for color! Meet Emron as he emerges through my consciousness, onto my paper, he manifests. The ink is giving him life, with the moon and sun and stars in his eyes, nose, and mouth. His roots are the ground, the rivers are his tears. Mountains and valleys, forests of wood and of crystal. The glorious sky of blue, the storm fast approaching. What changes will this emergence bring? There are those who would quell it...