Every drawing I'm forced to face my insecurities and inadequacies head on

The acceptance & glory I seek can only be afforded by my own hand
So I must love this brutal fight, not because my weaknesses disgust me, but because I grow with every second I struggle

And it doesn't need to be painful

Tbf, decline is never pretty
Change that's brought by others without the consent of the parties involved will always be callous for the innocent who didn't know to prepare

And I think that silent agreement we had to protect the innocent has been lost for the sake of profit, thus grotesque downfall

Murr: Happy birthday, Mitile! For your present, I dug up the recipe for a potion I invented ages ago! One swig of this will have people falling for you so hard, they won’t be able to think of anything else! …You don’t want it? Well, if you ever change your mind, just call me!

Shino: Happy birthday, Mitile. Someday, when we become legendary wizards, the whole world will tell stories about us. They’ll say things like how crazy it was for the two of us to have lived under the same roof. Pretty cool, right?

Owen: Isn't it your birthday, Mitile? You were the one who applied salve to my wounds the last time I died in the courtyard, weren’t you? I could sense your magic right away. Even though you say you hate us Northern wizards oh-so-much, you can’t help but care for us. What a liar.