TW: angst/ implied self harm (Patreon)

a short comic about the transition period of my sona's arrival to where they are currently. the gravity here in this alternate reality of earth is harsh on their body and the gravity is physically painful for them.

where their from their 'hair' isn't actually hair but very thin feelers that spread out into the bouyant air around them to sense when other 'people' are around and among other things are used for social displays, because it glows in the dark.

so while cutting it off would be very painful and permanent, the pain from the oppressive yanking as they're all flattened would be so much more bearable.