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evan dahm @evandahm.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

hello what are some good webcomics i dont know about that are 1) currently running and 2) hosted on an independent website that i can recommend to my class. thank u

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Tricksy Wizard @tricksywizard.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

If we could throw our hat in the ring, ours is called Walk On, Weetrill: www.tricksywizard.com/weetrill/202... 💛🌲

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1 - The leaf-walled elevator rises and comes to a halt with a squeeky ‘skreeeek’ onomatopoeia. Weetrill is now in a bright, cheery room walled by the leaves of the forest canopy.

2 - Weetrill looks down in surprise as The elevator gate opens all on its own with a ‘kink’ onomatopoeia.

3 - Weetrill is holding the locket tightly to his chest and looks around uncertainly

Weetrill: …Magpie?

4- A massive reveal shot of Magpie’s home in the top boughs of her tree. The room is wreathed in leaves and branches on all sides, with sunlight beams dappling in. Weetrill strides away from the elevator. There is a massive pile of trinkets and treasures to his left, most of them shiny. There is a pink floral human-proportioned teacup to his right, sitting on its side so that small creatures can sit on its lip like a hooded seat. In front of Weetrill is a massive, vacant bird’s nest, with a small ladder leading up to its lip. In the background there is a human-proportioned book at least 4 times Weetrill’s size, flipped open with some magical text on its pages, held open with a magenta bookmark. To the side, there is a tunnel through the branches leading to an unseen room. Magpie’s voice calls out from that direction, out of sight.

Magpie Witchbird: Takest thou thy seat, Weekin. I shall join thee anon.

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1 - Magpie Witchbird casts a dark shadow as she towers over the teacup seat with the tiny seashell mug pinched between her talons. She has twin branchlike antlers with a crystal hanging from the left antler. Her eyes are bright red. She wears a jeweled human ring as a circlet around her head. She has a massive gemstone on a chain around her neck.

2 - Weetrill’s sass evaporates as he peers up a the bird five times his size. He accepts the tea in both hands and stammers

Weetrill: Well - I - yes. Thank you. H-hello, Magpie.

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1 - Weetrill holds the locket over his head to give the enormous Witchbird a closer look.

Weetrill: I fell off a branch looking for breakfast and landed splat on top of it.

2- Weetrill’s face is barely visible behind the locket clutched in his arms

Weetrill: Lucky I didn’t break my neck.

3 - Magpie lifts the locket by the chain with her beak

Weetrill: But it’s a treasure bauble, isn’t it?

4 - Magpie sets the locket on the ground between them and eyes it with wicked scrutiny as Weetrill continues,

Weetrill: What’ll you trade for it?

5 - Magpie’s large red eye is reflected in the locket’s gold metal

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1-2 - Weetrill, gobsmacked and pleading, sits in the teacup

Weetrill: That’s impossible I– there must be some mistake! I’m too ordinary for a Destiny!

3 - Magpie summons a shape in starlight of Weetrill as a cub, curled up asleep, having been left at her doorstep

Magpie: Ordinary? Thou dost jape! Thy life is wreathed in riddles!

4 - Magpie scrutinizes Weetrill closely

Magpie: Mayhap thou hast seen such a shape before? Did once thou see its like in the time before thou didst come to our grove?

5 - Weetrill looks away, annoyed at the question

Weetrill: You know I don’t remember anything

6 - Magpie’s talon turns his face up to meet her eyes

Magpie: But try, young Weekin.

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