Here it is, folks: our last look back at NIGHT ANGEL in its nascence.
Now we move on to THE BURNING WHITE.
I’m currently standing RIGHT NEXT next to Brent, staring him down while he tries to type, muttering something about the meaninglessness of life in a soft monotone, in kind of a homage to Persona/Animaniacs.
Since I’m 5’2″, I’m also standing on a box of copies of THE BLACK PRISM.
*runs for her life*