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Oh Zizzy, I think you scared him. Even in a world where people carry around fire-breathing monsters in their pockets, for an eleven-year-old boy there is sometimes nothing more frightening then a little girl giggling.
There were a lot of people and faces on this page. I found myself a little mirror to study my face in while drawing; hopefully the result will be more interesting facial expressions and not just the characters all starting to look like me.
I better not promise anything, but I think that next page just might see the advancement of the plot.