Once upon a time (this is a game Brian plays with himself, on the bus, in the coffeehouse, at three in the morning when the sky is the indescribable color you only see in an overcast sky above a city. A game, except the fun went out of it long ago, and now it’s something crueler. Self-flagellation, maybe). Once up on a time there was a boy and a girl who tumbled into a fantasy world together. Once upon a time there was a boy who betrayed the world and a girl who saved it, and they were both sent home again. Once upon a time –
It’s been ten years.
Brian’s twenty-three now, for the second time, and Erin has just given up.
Once upon a time there was boy and a girl, and they were angry.
(a little comic about bitter ex heroes and remembering. the evolution of this post, and part of a much longer story. this first part in text form here)
(via skymurdock)
