“Kiss me one more time before you go?” Her voice was soft, plaintive. There was no way I

“Kiss me one more time before you go?” Her voice was soft, plaintive. There was no way I could have told her no. I stepped forward, pressing my lips to hers, and she melted against me, languid and slow. I could have kissed her forever. I wanted to kiss her forever, the rest of the world be damned.

Sarah was the one to eventually pull away.

“Don’t worry about me, Artie.” She looked at me, and her smile was heartbreakingly bright, and devastatingly beautiful. I couldn’t look at it. I couldn’t look away.

-Imaginary Numbers by Seanan McGuire, Chapter 20

So, it turns out my last Incryptid art appears to be from 2018, which is probably a crime given how often I am reading/listening to at least one of the stories, so TIME TO GET BACK ON THAT TRAIN.