This is a series of seven simple four-panel comic strips, hand-drawn in black and white. It began as a quiet experiment in honest expression—starting in darkness, confusion, and doubt. But as the series unfolded, something unexpected happened: the light came in.

Each piece stands on its own, but together they form a kind of arc, like a silent story or a wordless prayer. A movement from nihilism to meaning, from loneliness to connection. What began in bleakness ends in joy—not a naive happiness, but something quietly radiant: the sense that we’re part of something good, something vast.

We called it The Great Dance.

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