17th Sep 2014, 5:15 AM in The Rite of Serfdom

...different somehow this time

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...different somehow this time
[[Norla narrates. Younger-Norla is woken up by Arthur the crow, bearing a scroll.]] / Norla: ...And another month before the answer turned up. / Arthur: Ahem.
[[Norla narrates. Younger-Norla reads the scroll.]] / Norla: ...A scroll of lengthy instructions on how to clean and restore the paintings.
[[Norla narrates. Younger-Norla, carrying a basket full of duck eggs, is chased by an angry duck.]] / Norla: My time was running out. With less than a month to go, I had to gather materials, make pigments... / Younger-Norla: Egg yolk... check!
[[Norla narrates. Father Ansgar looks at Younger-Norla touching up one of the wall paintings.]] / Norla: I slaved from dusk to dawn, until one day I forgot myself, and slaved on into the day...
[[Norla narrates. Ansgar talks to Younger-Norla, who is startled.]] / Norla: I was spotted again! But somehow... / Ansgar: Mother of God...
[[Norla narrates. Younger-Norla backs against the painting in terror. Ansgar speaks off-panel.]] / Ansgar: What are you?
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Reinder Dijkhuis 17th Sep 2014, 5:15 AM edit delete
Reinder Dijkhuis
Originally published on March 28, 2003.