VOLUME XXXIV: CMYK F

It was cold as usual. Sitting there on her throne made of fine granite and black stone, she rarely experienced the delightful sensation of warmth . Princess BLM could not sleep. She could not permit her eyes to wander. They stared at the broken shards scattered beneath her bare feet. The sharp edges tore through her skin and drew a line of blood. The color red flowed from her like the veins of a great tree. Princess BLM's blood fed the blackened shards. Red ran between the broken pieces and they shone once more to reveal another tragic end.

When will their suffering stop?

King Bird and Jade Swallow...

Jae Kim and Cyndi Wang...

There is no end to their partings. Over and over, their lives are replayed.

Together, they are caught running down a dark, endless tunnel forever and ever. Always running towards the light in the distance but like a mirage in the desert, the light is only an illusion, a long term hullucination.