Inktober 29: Shoes! Boy, don't you hate it when your moon-sickness arrives and ruins your favorite pair of shoes? ... Wait, periods? What're you talking about?
Inktober 27: Music. And when they wouldn't pay up, the piper piped his magic song once more, and the children of town fell in line and danced and marched their way out of town...
Inktober 27: Music. And when they wouldn't pay up, the piper piped his magic song once more, and the children of town fell in line and danced and marched their way out of town...
