The third eye has been burnt into the flesh, mind and soul of one unready. Like a tea party with the rug pulled out from under it, reality would alternately crumble and shatter, but this mind lacks the breadth to see it for what it is, so would see nothing at all, until the pieces settled into a new order, and the nothingness resolved itself into something else.
It matters not where she is going, as long as there is tea for the happy traveller upon the arrival. Or maybe it matters too much, in which case tea will simply not do.
The key is set, unlock the veil and show her the firmament of all things.
Take her to the truth of unclothed and let its glory burn her.
THEIR HOME. For tea and biscuits.
She is SUPPOSED to be going into one of the abyssal realms.
She will instead be stuck somewhere in-between. Somewhere where she will be tempted. By baked goods. And beverages.
She is taken to the place beyond. To where she will be safe. To the King’s Chambers.
She is going on a journey into the physical representation of her own mind.
She is going to a ferocious forest of fornicating flesh.
she’s going to hell
Looking back, this guess was shockingly close.
Ho, there! Coming? (to the bloody distant past)
Rather not
LO! A traveler from the distant future! Fancy seeing you here!
To the Place Between, where the Godkiller and the Beast-Which-Is-And-Is-Not watch the spiral of the infinite cosmos.
She is going to the land of fluffy cats and waffles.
To the 66th Netherrealm Gateway.
Concordant Harmonies, the capital of the Song which Brings Despair, where dreams die.
The third eye has been burnt into the flesh, mind and soul of one unready. Like a tea party with the rug pulled out from under it, reality would alternately crumble and shatter, but this mind lacks the breadth to see it for what it is, so would see nothing at all, until the pieces settled into a new order, and the nothingness resolved itself into something else.
She is being taken away to a deserted planet for exiles.
She’s going to a waiting room.
She’s going to P Sherman 42 Wallaby Way Sydney
She is going to get a new boyfriend!
She’s going to the place where they’ll decide the new King of Hell. She is a candidate to BE KING.
Apparently she is going to the distant future
She is going to an excellent adventure to open her soul, and feel uncomfortable.
It really matters little. She will still be when she gets there. Oh such jolly and happy times.
It matters not where she is going, as long as there is tea for the happy traveller upon the arrival. Or maybe it matters too much, in which case tea will simply not do.
Wow, this comic is getting pretty cool.
She is going to the space between lies and truth, the place between light and shadows, a place between life and death
Great out of context panel.
Well, if I’ve learned anything about the Five Nights at Freddy’s franchise, it’s that you can survive without your frontal lobe!
She’s going to the local hospitals’ recieving room, because some doink wit a Quake 2 thing on his now unattached head stuck a key in her brain.