On Eithalica, time sleeps beneath a sky of tree-leaves, and men of strange tongue walk with Yalengem, a race of luminescent sages.
Neither squire Lorkan nor his Yalengem friend, Niavai, know how to restore peace to their war-torn kingdom, or calm the ailed groaning of the forest. But Niavai is sure the long lost Chetnum Empire knew—by warding off the spirits lurking in the shadows.
When the spirits rise to snare Eithalica in living nightmares, Lorkan resolves to follow Niavai and recover the ancient knowledge. But their search becomes a pathless suffering in enemy lands on a distant moon; a titanic strain on Lorkan’s will, and on his faith in Yalengem.
#EithalicaMicroblog I finally cracked and stopped plotting my storyboards in Blender. Now I’m keeping a pace of one page per day (vs one every week and a half)
Blender will still be needed to plot the final illustrations, so I’m not saving work in the long run. But yeah
