You end up on the Embankment, propped against each other, arguing politics with an opinionated gaggle of well-dressed rats. Your noman suddenly bursts out laughing, to the rats’ irritation. “It’ll always be like this!” it shouts. “Always!”

My main and their noman. This storylet has affected me way too much.

This didn’t scan well, and required a lot of photochopping to get it to postable standards. I could have drawn it in another medium, but when illustrating bittersweet stories about snowmen there are certain traditions to uphold.