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Welcome to the end of bus. Read further if you're interested of the explanation for why.
If you're returning reader (first of all, thank you for being here), you probably know I ended bus year ago in january 2020. It wasn't really pretty, born out of desperation after a personal family problem that cast long shadow (and quite long hiatus for the comic). I just wanted to gather some mental strenght to finish bus and be done with it. And the last chapter is what I could do back then.
In christmas vacation 2020 I woke up with reneved motivation to visit bus one more time (like an ex you should let go off, as my flatmate said when she returned from her christmas vacation to meet me in cabin fever, completely buried under half-finished sketches). Things are better now, and I have energy to grieve for what the ending of Bus was supposed to be. This is not it.
In my main blog I talked in lenght at some point of what Bus originally was, the depressed fantasy of both not existing anymore and still mattering, and how the whole story spiralled into existence from that small moment of Jooel alone as the train came. I had had great difficulties of deciding what comes next, where to end the story, and in a sense all of the endings of my stories have somehow been dissatisfying, rushed.
So these are four small moments before the end. Existing somewhere in the space between two last chapters. Four little specific moments I had no way connecting, and no energy for in last year. They will hopefully bring some closure and answers, both that I was left missing with the final chapter. As you saw, they are a bit rough, I decided to only do what I had energy for, but also do what I really wanted to do. They aren't spell-checked since I didn't feel like doing it, and I apologize if they were sometimes hard to read. Inking just was not going to happen this time. My subconcious christmas mind was really into drawing fingers. I'll try to let go of these characters now. Thank you for being on the ride with them.