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I find it interesting to see how comics and prose can tell the same story and show the same scenes but subtlety differ. If I was writing this as prose, the last part of the page would have gone like this:
Snow reached up to touch Blaise’s face. The gesture was more analytical than romantic. “You have more fire now than when I met you.”
Blaise trembled at the touch. “Snow, I…”
Snow-by-Night put her fingers up in front of his mouth to stop him. “Blaise, stop. No. Do not ask for what I cannot give. You will only get hurt.”
Blaise blinked at the warning before answering in a small voice. “Oui, of course.”
The two continued to sit under the stars for some time. The clouds drifted across the sky, the windmill continued to spin, and the moment slipped away.