If what you feel is new, That’s just first bloom (Who are you? Where are you growing to?) As you inch towards the clues Bless whatever brings you here and to…
this started off as a quick companion sketch for my Nona (& Friends) playlist, but of course became something much more involved. If she’d had a portable tape player, I feel like Nona might have taken some moments to relax like this.
(fanart for the book Nona the Ninth, from Tamsyn Muir’s The Locked Tomb series)
“You’re going to die spewing your own lungs out of your nostrils, having failed at the finish line because you couldn’t help but prattle about why you killed innocent people, as though your reasons were interesting…”