Image by James Robert Terrell (Bob) DRAGONSLAYERandWitchery Justice She stole into the dark forest, crying as she went, and did not heed the gathering gloom of dusk. Soon, she had gone so deep into the woods that thorns reached out to her like the claws of that legendary dragon her father was said to have slain, shortly after her birth when it had devoured her mother. Ragged, weary, and bloodied, she settled upon a rocky outcropping from which nothing grew, and the emerging stars began to twinkle through a rosy sunset. She barely took note of the rising full moon...

Image by James Robert Terrell (Bob) DRAGONSLAYERandWitchery Justice She stole into the dark forest, crying as she went, and did not heed the gathering gloom of dusk. Soon, she had gone so deep into the woods that thorns reached out...

This story is fiction and is not intended to represent any reality other than empowering creativity, embedded loosely in Cherokee mythology, in the face of evil.  A 2001 version of the story earned a 3rd prize award from the International...

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With this dramatic page, Infected Blood goes on an indefinite hiatus. During the pandemic, I tried really hard to keep up with this comic, but I didn't make it for several reasons, the most important one being having caught COVID-19...

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