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PANEL ONE: Meet Dylan Croft, a young red-headed man who wears a ponytail and dresses like a thrift store pirate. He smiles at the audience.

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My name is Dylan Croft. I live in Prince Edward Island. This is my story.

PANEL TWO: A picturesque aerial shot of Coven Cove.

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First, let me tell you about the town I live in. It was founded in 1785, a while after the first settlers came here.

PANEL THREE: An antique photo of the town’s founders, dressed in 1785 garb. However, they’re all smiling. They are holding a painted sign that says “TOWN COUNCIL.” and the bottom of the picture frame is labeled “Our Founders.” There should be an equal number of men and women.

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But what makes it special is that the town founders were witches. Yup. All of them.

PANEL FOUR: An antique photo of people stepping off a small sailing ship onto the dock at Coven Cove, 1745.

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They’d come fleeing persecution for witchcraft; that horrible business in Salem, Massachusetts may have come and gone, but anti-witch sentiment was still high.

PANEL FIVE: The town founders holding a ritual around a bonfire. One of them holds what looks like a book of magic, and is reading aloud from it; the others all seem to be chanting with arms raised.

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So they decided to found a town where not only was practicing witchcraft allowed, but respected.

PANEL SIX: A picturesque sign, freshly painted and with old world charm, that reads “Welcome to Coven Cove.”

NARR:
And they named it, quite appropriately, “Coven Cove.”

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LOVE IS LOVE

In memory of those we lost at the Pulse nightclub, June 12, 2016

Hate exists. We can’t deny that it does. It is everywhere—and the reason is because hate demands nothing of you. It’s easy to hate, instinctive even, to shun or feel aggressive towards anything we find strange or “other.”

Hate took the lives of forty-nine people at the Pulse nightclub in Orlando, June 12, 2016. Hate, and I must assume, a touch of animal madness.

However, out of that hate, that tragedy, came love.

Outpourings of support, of coming together as a community, of condolences and well-wishes and aid in all forms; humans being their best selves. It was an uprising, not in terms of rebellion per se, but of people rising above fear and hatred and the other darker instincts we all possess, to show caring affection for those left behind.

Love is Love is a graphic novel project created to support the victims and their families, and it represents the best of us; our heroes, illustrated by their own illustration of love and service to us all.

It inspired me to have my own superhero, Thunder, appear in a two-page comic in the spirit of Love is Love to show my support for not only the movement, but the very concept of demonstrating love rather than hate.

Love is heroes; caring about us, saving us (even from ourselves), and shielding us from those lost to hate. Love is the bright, four-colour world of comics, creating magic on the page to be read and shared by all.

Love is Love.

Thunder Is Love: Love takes heroism. Hate takes nothing.

SPECTRUM #3 DEBUTS TODAY!

The third issue of SPECTRUM, my LGBTQ Superhero book, debuts today here at twogargs.com! Meet Richie (Spectrum) and his best friends Eddie and Kelly as they shred his secret identity right out of the gate!

SPECTRUM is about coming out, finding your own place on the sexuality rainbow, and finding peace within yourself–as well as figuring out how those pesky superpowers work!

Powers. Pride. Peril. Perspective.

Cover art by Joe Phillips

I AM (a) CANADIAN (super hero)

Years ago, there was a Molson Canadian beer commercial where a character named Joe rants about what it means to be Canadian. It electrified Canada, as it was to date the most national pride ever espoused publicly; we are, after all, a quiet and reserved bunch. But “I am Canadian” became a standard, an oft-quoted piece of Canadiana that served to unite us, to remind us of who we were, and to stand proudly because of it.

A beer commercial, for god’s sake, but a classic rant for the ages, nonetheless! Here, today, I present my Canadian super hero, Thunder, with his own version of the classic rant. Words by Michael McAdam, art by Joe Davis.


THUNDER: I AM CANADIAN

I drink Slurpees in wintertime. 

I put on a toque, not a beanie.

I wear shorts when it’s snowing outside.

I know the difference between “poutine” and “Putin.”

If I break my arm, it’s free to have it fixed.

I live where a moose can walk through the drive-thru at the Tim Horton’s.

I have a Prime Minister, not a Governor, and we will NEVER be the 51st state.

I believe in the rule of law, not a cult of personality.

I am polite, but I am in no way weak.

We are the first nation of “fool around and find out,” and our country is as vast as our courage.

We do not tolerate intolerance; we accept all people as they are, in our cultural mosaic.

We are the country of Anne of Green Gables, and Anne Murray. We produced Captain Kirk and Superman. We invented basketball, the zipper, the telephone and insulin, among others.

Canada is the True North, Strong and Free, and we are second to no one.

My name is Thunder, and I AM CANADIAN.