I Love These Two, Even If I Put Them Through Way More Angst Than They Deserve.

Twenty-one sheets of paper. She'd started with just drawing the symbol—there had to be a better word for it. Rune? Glyph, maybe?—over and over, trying to recreate it without a reference this time. The first few didn't seem right, but the fourth clicked somehow. Her lines weren't perfect; the drawing lessons her father had given her so long ago were muddied by years without practice, but there was apparently some amount of leeway permitted.

A single tap and the paper crinkled upon itself and expanded into a dull glowing ball of light, and for a wonder, it didn't even hurt her eyes that much. In fact, she liked it so much that she drew it again and made another light, and then another, and then another, and before long she could draw the glyph from memory.

Twenty-one pages, twenty-one lights. If the light really had played any role in Eda's transforming back, Luz was certainly making extra sure the effect lasted as long as possible. Practical applications, practice makes perfect and all that. She wasn't just making lights for the sake of the sheer giddy joy of doing magic. Just... academic reasons.

Just watched the owl house for the first time! What a gem( ╥ω╥ )

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Chapter 29 is now over 12000 words. Not too much longer now, hopefully. It'd be nice if things would stop being on fire for a little while, but we'll see if I can catch one single bloody break.

WIIIIIIILLOOOOOWWWW

I LOVE this concept of original Boiling Isles clothing and culture.

after the divorce they had to do a new family portrait. look at alador, washing his hands. hes a whole new man

Girlfriends !

A home for Luz

Gib has done it once again! Commemorating chapter 6, "What we Owe to Each Other," we have a beautiful domestic scene of our owl family coming together, finally acknowledging the familial bonds between them. It's taken a long time for Luz to heal enough to trust that this is real and won't be yanked away from her, but at long last, she has finally found a home and people who love her. Gib's art Your Touch | Freedom to be Me