I longed for this piece ever since I heard it's conception, expectant and saddened by the no means I had to participate the feast.
Once I managed to save and scrounge, finally the object of my desire was in my phone.
I devoured it on the way to work, on a couch ride that was too short.
I felt for the poor Jester, sorrow and sadness but also the hot brazen of desire seeped in my being.
And my body had to hide. But I couldn't hide my smile.
I believe my favorite scene is when the jester is being "opened" . It is a blue palette. I admire so much this art. It makes me feel as if myself, with fat and rolls and hair, I am a real person too.
I wished maybe to see how it would've went the opposite route, but that is only wishful thinking. Fate wanted for us to obtain this story, and I will cherish and reread and cherish again.
There are so many details hidden in the art, so many things to see and read. This piece really is a masterpiece of eros and horror and the sweet offspring that can born when you breed the two.
My apologies if this review feels too much, but I couldn't find a better way to chant your praises.
Until next time I will wait expectantly for the next masterpiece.
But this is something everybody should read. To develop some emotions that are deeper than the normal stuff you can find in stores.