Burger.
I Held My Breath
I never really analyzed the the order in which these comics were made, but it seems obvious now that this comic was to make up for the last one. I wanted to make something with more emotion and meaning after kind of just farting out a four-panel nothingburger.
This one didn't get much reaction either. But unlike the last one, I didn't feel upset about it. I like this comic. I still reread it and enjoy it, which is more than I can say about a lot of these.
Transcript
A strange humanoid is walking up a staircase. To its left is something that looks like a massive cable. It's holding a hairbrush.
It stops at the top of the stairs. The "cable" was actually a man's hair.
Man: I have been holding my breath. For twelve million years... Probably
The humanoid brushes his hair.
Man: I do not remember when exactly I stopped breathing, nor why. I remember little of the world, save a few faint echos. But I was there. And I held my breath.
The man's hair is held off the ground by poles. It's so long it goes out of the building. All along this hair cable are those humanoids brushing the hair.
It leads on for miles. Through a forest, across a lake, into a city.
Man: I have no use for air. I no longer need sustenance, and the beings now ruling this world no longer use language. At least, I don't think they use language.
A small sub-cable splits off from the rest of the hair and is directed into a building. In this building there appears to be a shrine, at the center of which is a single strand of the man's hair stretched into a geometric pattern, before the strand resumes its journey in the cable.
Man: They make their clicks and rattle their heads, but I have seen no patterns.
Two of the humanoids are sitting in a savannah at the end of the hair cable. They're assembling a new pole to pass the hair through. One is sitting down, using tweezers to pull individual strands through a fine mesh.
Man: They are incomprehensible... save a few echos of familiarity.
The other humanoid taps the sitting one on the head and grabs its hand. They look at the sunset together.
Man: I love these echos so very much.