A dark shadow looms in the balcony, peering out into the nighttime air. The secretary comes up and lays a hand on the figure's shoulder.
"Madame Myth?" He asks. "Are you sure about this? Are you sure they-" He gestures to the city below them. "are ready?"
Madame Myth turns to look at him. "Do you not think I have contemplated this question, and all the questions related to it?" She asks sharply, with a tinge of melancholy. "'Are they ready?' 'Am I ready?' 'Do I really have time for this?' I haven't even finished the preliminary sketches yet! I can't even think of an original name! Look at that cover art!" She points at her desk, which is covered with all her sketches and notes. A copy of the cover lays on the top. "Do you think that looks appealing? I could always fix it later" She mumbles the last bit to herself. "No, they are not ready." She looks her secretary in the eyes. "They will never be ready. But there is no better time than the present. This needs to be done." Madame Myth turns back to the balcony and takes in a deep breath. "Sam, it's time to start the presses."
Sam hesitates, but then replies, "Yes, Madame Myth." and exits.
"Madame Myth?" He asks. "Are you sure about this? Are you sure they-" He gestures to the city below them. "are ready?"
Madame Myth turns to look at him. "Do you not think I have contemplated this question, and all the questions related to it?" She asks sharply, with a tinge of melancholy. "'Are they ready?' 'Am I ready?' 'Do I really have time for this?' I haven't even finished the preliminary sketches yet! I can't even think of an original name! Look at that cover art!" She points at her desk, which is covered with all her sketches and notes. A copy of the cover lays on the top. "Do you think that looks appealing? I could always fix it later" She mumbles the last bit to herself. "No, they are not ready." She looks her secretary in the eyes. "They will never be ready. But there is no better time than the present. This needs to be done." Madame Myth turns back to the balcony and takes in a deep breath. "Sam, it's time to start the presses."
Sam hesitates, but then replies, "Yes, Madame Myth." and exits.
Alright, I've decided to finally begin. I'm really hoping I can do this. *breathes in and out again* Here is my new comic, Radioactive. I hope you all like it! 
So, here's how it will work. The words will be down here in the comments sections. You will find the new pages under the "Colored in" section of the previous page. I also intend to post a table of contents on this page, and a "Next" and "Previous" link on each page. This will probably be a more serious comic, although I do intend to add some funnies in there.
Wish me luck! The first page will be up soon.
~Myth~
So, here's how it will work. The words will be down here in the comments sections. You will find the new pages under the "Colored in" section of the previous page. I also intend to post a table of contents on this page, and a "Next" and "Previous" link on each page. This will probably be a more serious comic, although I do intend to add some funnies in there.
Wish me luck! The first page will be up soon.
~Myth~
