Chapter 39: Leaving Las Vegas
Sometimes, I finish working on a page, and I can’t help but wonder why I’m allowed to do this. I feel like someone should be stopping me. Creating a world is an awesome, terrible power, and I wield it with reckless abandon. The world we live in is falling apart, but sometimes I get to draw a guy getting vaporized by an owl, so I suppose it’s not all bad.
This brings the Vegas arc to a close, but there are going to be lasting consequences! I’ve not forgotten the question of what happened to the old Sherriff, and neither has Jen- we’ll be getting into this in more detail starting next month!
