She pulled into the picnic area in her faded red VW Jetta. Long, gray-blonde hair cascaded softly over her ears as she leaned over the steering wheel and sighed. With a bony finger, she whisked away a tear tickling her...
Savages we call them, because their manners differ from ours.
Benjamin Franklin
“Remarks concerning the Savages of North America”
It was obvious that there was more to this trip than just the codices. Now knowing who to trust, Robert...
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...