Snowy Hawkwind bears no relation to Michael Moorcock, Lemmy Kilmister, or Snowy White. Might be a cover band in your local pub.

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PANEL ONE: Fetch becomes determined, Blodwen starts drawing on a sketch pad. Tara looks on.
FETCH: If I find this Snowy Hawkwind, will you try?
BLODWEN: Snowdonia Hawkweed. Yes, I’ll see what I can do. Let me draw you a picture for reference.

PANEL 2: Blodwen hands Fetch the sketch. Fetch smiles confidently.
BLODWEN: Mind you it’s very hard to find. We thought sheep had grazed it to extinction until someone found it a few years ago in the hills of Wales.
FETCH: Wales? No problem. Just a hop through a puddle and back again.

PANEL 3: Blodwen frowns, Fetch is nonplussed.
BLODWEN: You misunderstand. It’s not in human Wales. It’s in ours.
FETCH: So?

PANEL 4: Blodwen becomes stern, Fetch gets sarcastic. Tara rolls her eyes.
BLODWEN: You’ll have to get past all the sheep.
FETCH: Oh, no. Not sheep. Their wool might make me itchy.

PANEL 5: Blodwen smirks, Tara explains, Fetch rolls his eyes.
BLODWEN: Your sister is right. You have been among humans too long.
TARA: Fetch, Otherworld sheep could graze your bones clean like a school of piranhas.
FETCH: Why did I ever move back here?


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