Previously: there was a bold guy with a mustache that wouldn’t sell me the zines I found, later on I got locked inside a Little Free Library and then I received those lightning thingies that come out of Fede’s body when he is in pain. What else?
I know it might not be “cool” to say it myself, but I’m really happy with how this page turned out. On the other hand, in case you missed it, I opened up an on-line shop with some zines! You can now send me money and, in exchange, I’ll send you paper stuffs! Real life objects you get to hold!
Last time we checked in, Fede was still having back pains and was also looking through the window at one of those dogs that have wheels in their back legs, to help them push through. At exactly that moment, a new copy of the mysterious mini-comic was slipped under the door. Here, we can read Fede reading it:
My favorite thing about Stevenson’s “Kidnapped” has always been it’s full title: “Kidnapped: Being Memoirs of the Adventures of David Balfour in the Year 1751: How he was Kidnapped and Cast away; his Sufferings in a Desert Isle; his Journey in the Wild Highlands; his acquaintance with Alan Breck Stewart and other notorious Highland Jacobites; with all that he Suffered at the hands of his Uncle, Ebenezer Balfour of Shaws, falsely so-called: Written by Himself and now set forth by Robert Louis Stevenson”.