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ALT 15 page witch hat atelier black and white comic of qifrey and olruggio. this is the cover page, where it’s qifrey’s back to the viewer, his cape flowing downward, hitting the ground as he’s sitting. olruggio is in front of him, but most of him is not visible to the viewer, only the flow of his capes that surrounds qifrey too. at the center, framing them, is a grey box.
ALT 15 page witch hat atelier black and white comic of qifrey and olruggio. this is the cover page, where it’s qifrey’s back to the viewer, his cape flowing downward, hitting the ground as he’s sitting. olruggio is in front of him, but most of him is not visible to the viewer, only the flow of his capes that surrounds qifrey too. at the center, framing them, is a grey box.
ALT the same close up of olruggio's sleeping face persists for the next 3 panels, but with slight differences. in the second panel, the leaves fly away from a breeze, and then in the third, his visible eye cracks open as he stirs from sleep. olruggio gets up, a hand rubbing his eye. there are two leaves sticking to the top of his head. he thinks to himself, "feels like i had a really weird dream... but i can't remember a lick of it... how did i fall asleep out here? and wasn't qifrey... here with me?" his thoughts are interrupted from a shout, "master ooolly!" the silhouette of tetia and richeh appear, qifrey behind them. tetia says, "there he is! master olly!"
ALT the next panel is a frustrated tetia, pumping her fists as she accuses, "geez!! master olly's a liar! you said you'd look over my spells before dinner!" richeh in the back says, "richeh's disappointed." olruggio rubs at his neck, a guilty expression crossing over his face as he says, "i was going to do that..! before dinner..!" the sky is clearly dark, signaling it just became dinner time. olruggio says, "urgh... i suppose time got away from me. 'm sorry. i'll look after dinner, okay?" tetia pouts and then she and richeh starts for the atelier, "you better not forget this time! be sure to say "sorry" to agott too!" richeh, "let's go back already. richeh is hungricheh." olruggio looks at them as they go, thinking, "i didn't forget but..." qifrey, from behind, swipes the leaves off olruggio's head and then pats him as he says, you're not getting enough sleep." olruggio is startled from this gesture but, then looks up with a slight blush, "hey. weren't we..?"
ALT an angled up panel of qifrey, smiling neutrally as he look downward towards olruggio, a question mark speech bubble coming from him. pans to qifrey's point of view of olruggio looking up and back at him quietly, qifrey's hand still on olruggio's head. olruggio then nods forward and pinches the bridge of his nose in a fluster gesture, "forget it..." qifrey laughs, "huh? what's with that?" qifrey then pushes against olruggio's back, "come now. let's not keep the girls waiting. up, up!" olruggio gets, "yeah, yeah. 'm getting up."
ALT olruggio follows behind tetia and richeh, walking back to the atelier. the panel is angled towards qifrey's feet, his leaves laying against the grass around him. he stands still for a moment and then follows after. the comic finishes with a view of the grassy field behind them, a shooting star crosses the sky, and wood sorrels (of the witch hat atelier universe) can be seen grown at the center of the field. fin.
ALT witch hat atelier comic black and white. comic begins with qifrey holding the snugstone in his palms, standing. then pans to him in bed, putting the snugstone next to him and then lying down, with a furrowed expression as he pulls the covers up. then to a close up of his expression, closed eye, thinking, “it’s getting uncomfortable. but it still feels toasty… as expected of his magic.” he stays like this before finally deciding, “alright, that’s enough. i need to move it before… i…” he turns his body to reach for the snugstone but olruggio suddenly appears beside him, already reaching around qifrey, and then hugging him. a dream of some sort, his presence felt with his magic. qifrey thinks, “grant the user a night without worries by bringing your warmth and kindness… i could sleep peacefully from merely having this piece of you.” he sits up and throws the snugstone across the room. pans to him in the bath waters, clothes still on, face in the water, thinking, “this cannot be.”
