Today I got News.

I cannot say if they were good news or bad news, because life is life and it does not care about neat categories. Some things are like the winter, which is not good and not bad; winter just is, and whether you can sleep through it an come out and grow again when spring finds you or you will starve or freeze to death is the same for winter. Winter cannot be good or bad, it can just be and exist.

Today I got news, and I am grieving more than I thought I could grieve, and my eyes hurt now, and I had to stay up until now drawing and doing a quick colouring of this and see the dawn break before I could even think of sleep.

So, here, have this thing. Steward Sebastian will always be one of the most soothing things to me, so I drew some comfort art with him in it. But I guess being soothing is kind of his job. I don't think he'd mind. He'd probably even feel honoured that I turn to him in times like these.