A scribble, a sketch, a zone.
A world-





All my own.



Starting with a line. Then another.
Frowns and erasers. Wondering: what if?

Lines b r o a d
e
n, they darken.

Some


B

E

N


D
And disappear.

Hours pass.

Seconds blink by.
Staring. Thinking. Wondering: What if?

Thinks shrink. Grow. Discover a life all their own.

Thinks shrink.

GROW.

Discover a life,


All your own.



This is Stella. She’s sixteen, but she can take care of herself. She’s not Batgirl-



But she could be. Flowing-


Or something else…

Something entirely different. Next page.

Definition waxeS. Control Wanes.

Once a hobby, now?

Who knows. Wondering:

What If?