Sketch-blog of an alien-cat-sorcerer.

Comics

True nobility is exempt from fear

Having nothing, nothing can he lose

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We have heard the chimes at midnight

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on


He hath eaten me out of house and home

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown


He will give the devil his due

The better part of valour is discretion


This is the short and the long of it

I cannot tell what the dickens his name is