Panel 2

Thespianic Mythology No. 4

“Iceland. Anesthesia? What was that word again?” The nebulous blue shadow cast his voice in the form of a question from the wings. He was never quite sure of himself in these situations. “It’s Gravy!” called an usher from the rear of the auditorium. “Gravy is majestic! Gravy is no false induction, jack!” Just then, the rotten eggs. A minute later, the salmon. They make their way upstream and gather old popcorn in readiness for their winter slumbers. “I could have been a flower girl,” the nebulous blue shadow whispered to himself as he shrunk in despondence. “I could have pondered {XXX}, physics, or subliminal linguistics. I am the opposite of river. I am a slave to my one distinguishable character—my lack of proper face.”

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