inktober 24: i have this whole concept for a short comic where little Uhura meets Hoshi Sato that i will have to work up to because: 1. no experience drawing elderly ppl 2. v. little experience drawing kids and 3. uuuggghhhhh sequential art. So here’s a beginning concept of what might, someday, turn into something.
born to the stars, to the freedom of space and to the loneliness too.
radiation bright eyes and a megawatt smile / a supernova in stasis; eternally exploding, cascading light across the horizon, watching darkness recede as if the hounds of hell bite at its heels as it runs, tail caught between trembling legs.
he is a sun in human skin; bright enough to blind, yes, bright enough to ravage corneas and hearts alike, but you have been on fire from the start and the burning has always been worth it (will always be worth it).