When I was first figuring out Ten’s disease, I happened across a poem that sums up his situation perfectly:

My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends –
It gives a lovely light.

Ten’s description of what’s wrong with him is a little watered down, mostly because I wanted to fit it all on this page, but that’s the gist of it.  Bad things abound.

I just started a new job, so the work on my little secret side projects for the comic has slowed down a bit.  I was going to keep this under wraps until it was done, but Ixion is almost moved to its own sub-domain, so if all goes well it should be up and running within a week.  While I’m working on that, I might tweak the main site’s look a bit.  We’ll see.

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