2008-08-17
Original: 2008-08-17 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A young boy with red, flame-like hair kneels with his hands clasped, looking up at a shooting star streaking across a green night sky.
Boy: "I WISH EVERYONE WAS HAPPY."
Panel 2:
Against a pink background, a robed figure (a doctor or messenger, gesturing with open hands) speaks to a man and woman who are smiling and dancing with joy, fists raised in celebration.
Robed figure: "YOUR CHILDREN ARE ALL DEAD."
The celebrating couple: "NOOOOOOO!"
Votey:
The smiling woman stands in a graveyard with headstones behind her, beaming.
Woman: "I WILL NEVER RECOVER FROM THIS TRAGEDY."
A young boy with red, flame-like hair kneels with his hands clasped, looking up at a shooting star streaking across a green night sky.
Boy: "I WISH EVERYONE WAS HAPPY."
Panel 2:
Against a pink background, a robed figure (a doctor or messenger, gesturing with open hands) speaks to a man and woman who are smiling and dancing with joy, fists raised in celebration.
Robed figure: "YOUR CHILDREN ARE ALL DEAD."
The celebrating couple: "NOOOOOOO!"
Votey:
The smiling woman stands in a graveyard with headstones behind her, beaming.
Woman: "I WILL NEVER RECOVER FROM THIS TRAGEDY."
Alt text
Two-panel comic. Panel 1: a red-haired boy kneels with clasped hands, wishing on a shooting star in a green sky, saying "I wish everyone was happy." Panel 2 (pink background): a robed figure tells a smiling, dancing couple, "Your children are all dead," and the joyfully celebrating couple cries "Noooooo!" The wish forced everyone to feel happy regardless of circumstance. Votey: the grinning woman stands in a graveyard saying "I will never recover from this tragedy."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.