Apparently this strip was inspired by something I once noticed in a tarot reading. Tonally it’s a bit of an outlier for Brain First – a slightly creepier vibe that snuck in from some other, unknown parallel.
There is a great lizard that turns in the central pit of hell.
In turning it feasts upon its own regrowing tail.
Each revolution harnessed to power the infernos that surround it.
Most assume the creature damned. Punished for some primordial sin or trespass.
But I have seen that lizard’s eyes. I have read the smirk upon its lips.
It is warm. It is well fed. And Hell itself is its reward.