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This is the first of my actually traditionally hand-marbled designs appearing in this edition of the comic.
The next page will be the full thing.
↓ Transcript
It is now 1680, the year we first met them in the beginning of this chapter. Zeynel and Ayse are walking together, hand in hand, speaking quietly between themselves sweet rosewater words of nothing.
Ayse giggles, as she does when she is overcome by emotion.
“How long has it been since we’ve been together? Twenty years?”
Zeynel offers, “Twenty five?”
Ayse sighs. “Yallah, has it been that long? I feel old.”
Zeynel leans down and gently rubs noses with Ayse, threatening her with a kiss. “Really? I don’t feel old at all! I’ve lived such a rich life with you, that I hardly feel older than the first day I met you.”
He kisses the edge of her lips.
Ayse giggles some more. “Eep, you silly old sap!” she squeaks, squeezing his arms affectionately. She is happy. Once upon a lifetime, she would never have thought that her dream will gift her with another: her sugary booksmart hafiz who is her everything.
Ayse giggles, as she does when she is overcome by emotion.
“How long has it been since we’ve been together? Twenty years?”
Zeynel offers, “Twenty five?”
Ayse sighs. “Yallah, has it been that long? I feel old.”
Zeynel leans down and gently rubs noses with Ayse, threatening her with a kiss. “Really? I don’t feel old at all! I’ve lived such a rich life with you, that I hardly feel older than the first day I met you.”
He kisses the edge of her lips.
Ayse giggles some more. “Eep, you silly old sap!” she squeaks, squeezing his arms affectionately. She is happy. Once upon a lifetime, she would never have thought that her dream will gift her with another: her sugary booksmart hafiz who is her everything.
