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I'm back! I told you guys it might be a while. I was only on vacation in Hawaii for a week, but I started my new job immediately after I got back. 
I've been trying to work on the next part of Dear Mom, but it's taking a bit longer than expected. I do like to spend at least some of my free time doing other things, so I get easily distracted. And sometimes you just aren't in the mood to draw, you know? 

Please know that I am working on it, though. It'll probably be another week or two before I get the next part finished (and then after Alex beats Koga is gonna be a pretty massive amount of Saffron City), because I'm going to San Francisco next weekend. It WAS for Worlds, but TPC decided to close Worlds to the public, so I'm sobbing

By my estimations, the next few parts should go follows:
35 - Koga fight
36 - Cycling Road
37 - Arriving in Saffron
38 - Silph Co. Part 1
39 - Silph Co. Part 2
40 - Sabrina

But, bit of a double sided sword there, is that, for, uh, reasons, once we hit Sabrina, we will be pretty caught up to where I am in-game, so between now and then I will have to play ahead a bit more. 

Thanks for being so understanding and cool!
Dear Mom 34 by HaruBells
Dear Mom 34
Man, it's so nice to see Alex getting better.
Yesterday I was showing the comic to one of my friends, and I realized that I've been getting better at drawing actual backgrounds. Four of the six panels on this page have actual real backgrounds and I'm really proud of myself haha.

Also, can you tell that Eevee is my favourite?

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So, the reason I didn't update yesterday (Monday), is because I am reluctantly an American, and thus it was Fourth of July. I was going to work on the page, but I was spending the day at my boyfriend's house, so I decided against working on it yesterday. It was a holiday, ya know?
So then, I WAS gonna work on it and post it today (Tuesday), but, well, here's where it gets a little bit sad.

So, I have this friend, who has kind of a bad home situation. Her mom is cool, and her younger sister is pretty okay. Her younger brother is a druggie delinquent, but whatever. The issue is her dad. Her dad is, quite frankly, abusive. 
He's mainly verbally and emotionally abusive (it's actually kind of interesting to see how each of the children copes with his abuse. Druggie brother, artistic sisters, and my friend being fairly socially awkward), but he's also been physically abusive in the past. 
This morning I was just getting ready to work on the next page of Dear Mom, when I suddenly got a facebook message from my friend. She said that her dad was being really aggressive today, and she wanted to get out of the house. So, I made the decision that, obviously, my friend's safety and comfort was more important than Dear Mom. 
We went to breakfast, then a pet store, and the plaza near our houses. We saw the BFG (btw, as a Roald Dahl fan, fantastically done! Bravo, Spielberg. Bravo.), and I didn't get home until nearly 8 my time (Pacific time. I live in Southern California :p) She's okay now, of course. But obviously you guys will agree that my friend not being in an abusive situation is really important. The second that she messaged me, I dropped everything and got ready to go. She needed me, and I know you guys will understand that. You guys are awesome :)

Also, I will not be able to post next week either, but there's usually a break between the gym battle and the part before it ;D
I can't post next week, though, because I'm going on a vacation to Hawaii :P And, uh, the next week I WILL post, but I'm not sure when. 
I got a job! So the update schedule will probably end up changing a bit from "Every Monday" to "Hopefully once a week." I hope you guys understand.
I mean, I know you guys will understand. You are all awesome, as I said earlier.
I’ve always loved stories and legends. Hearing them, relaying them to other people. Unfortunately, the other kids my age weren’t as fond of it. They would tease me if I ever tried to tell them one of my favourite stories. And since Riverton was a small town, my options for playmates were slim.

There was a cliff not too far from the village, which people would sometimes climb, or jump off of as a test of courage. The river below was fairly deep, but if you didn’t jump just right you could easily fall onto the rocks below. One day, I was playing with some of the other kids in the village, and one boy was bragging about how his big brother had jumped off the cliff and dove into the river. He and another girl in the group threw a ball back and forth arguing about who was the most scared to jump from the cliff.

Their banter went on for a short while until another boy jumped between them and caught the ball. “We all know the real scaredy puss is Gwendolyn!” He pointed at me. “She’s too scared to go near the edge.” The kids  laughed.

Insisting that I was brave, I ran off towards the cliff. I could hear the other kids laughing, shouting that I’d never be able to do it, that I’d come back crying. By the time I reached the top of the hill, my small legs were aching and sweat was pouring down my face. I clenched my teeth and took a deep breath, gathering all the courage I could fit in my small, nine year old body.

I took a step forward. And another. And another. When I reached the edge, I looked back at the village, squinting my eyes and tried to shield my face from the sun with an arm, but the other kids were long gone. They had probably returned home laughing about how I would chicken out from jumping.

And, honestly, I wanted to chicken out. The kids were gone; they would never know that I hadn’t actually jumped. I could easily walk into a shallow part of the river to get my clothes and hair wet. But then, I heard pebbles falling to the rocks below.
Everything happened all at once. The world seemed to move in slow motion. Part of the cliff’s edge crumbled, and my foot slipped. I felt my body start to fall towards the rocks below. My arms flailed about, and I managed to grab hold of a root dangling from the cliff side.

I didn’t want to look at the rocks below me. I didn’t want to think about my sweat-drenched hand slipping from the old, dry tree root. I could only look up at the sky, turning deep orange and red as the sun sank lower in the sky. My eyes were blurry and stinging with tears. I wanted to cry, to scream for help, but I knew it wouldn’t do any good.

Suddenly, I heard the flapping of large wings, and my stomach doubled the knots it was in. My breath caught in my chest, and my eyes widened. Light glinted off of something golden in the sky above me.

A dragon?

The wings were larger than the body by quite a bit, and light passed through them ever so slightly. The long tail twisted as the shape flew above me, steering it in a circle.

The tail, the wings, there was no doubt about it. This was a small, golden dragon circling in the sky above me. It was perhaps twice the size of the dogs that shepherds would use to tend their sheep. Tears streamed down my face. If I didn’t fall to my death on the rocks, the dragon would probably kill me, instead. I wondered which death would be faster, more painless.

My hand, covered in sweat, slipped, and I lost my grip on the root. The dragon dove down towards me. At least, I thought sadly, I got to see a real dragon. Just knowing that dragons existed outside of legends was a small comfort in the face of my death. I closed my eyes and felt the dragon’s mouth close gently around one of my feet. His teeth weren’t particularly sharp, so it didn’t hurt, but that didn’t mean that he wasn’t going to throw me against the cliff or drown me or some other awful death.

I kept my eyes closed tight, waiting for the dragon to kill me. I could hear the beat of his wings. I could feel the dragon’s breath, heavy and warm on my ankle. After a moment, I was lifted up. I opened my eyes as I felt my body make contact with the earth again, and looked at the dragon.

He looked back at me with large, innocent eyes that seemed to ask if I was okay. I leaned forward and threw my arms around his neck, sobbing into his golden scales.

“You saved me,” I sobbed. “You saved me, you saved me, thank you…”

I stayed there, crying until my eyes ached, holding the kindhearted dragon that saved my life. The sun sank below the horizon, and the sky turned a deep violet, and I pulled my head away from the dragon’s warm chest and looked in his eyes again. I could hardly believe that I was sitting next to a dragon. I had heard legends about the creatures, but never thought that they ever actually existed.

“You’re a real live dragon,” I said hoarsely. I reached my hand up weakly and touched the dragon’s snout. He closed his eyes and purred happily. I wondered what I could possibly say to this majestic creature, or if he could even understand me. “I’m Gwendolyn.” I paused, waiting for some sort of a response. The dragon just continued to look at me. “Do you have a name?”

Warm brown eyes fluttered open and looked at me quizzically.

“Can I give you a name?”

He purred again, as if to say yes.

“How about Ayaan?”

The dragon gently touched its face to my cheek. I wrapped my arms around his neck again, and suddenly I realized just how tired I was. He pulled away from my embrace, and lay flat on the ground, allowing me to climb carefully on his back. He looked back at me, then looked towards the village, and began walking down the hill.

Ayaan carried me from the hill to my house. When we arrived at the door, he scratched at it gently with a paw. My mother opened it, and when she saw me there, riding on the back of a dragon, she stared in shock. After a moment, she stepped aside to allow Ayaan to carry me inside.

“Gwen, what on earth happened to you?” she asked, sitting me in a chair. “Some kids came into town saying you went up the hill to jump. I didn’t want to believe them, but you’d been gone for hours.” She placed her hands on the sides of my face. “Are you alright?”

I explained what happened, that I was going to turn around and come home, but that the edge of the cliff crumbled. How I managed to catch an old root hanging from the side of the cliff, but lost my grip. And finally, about how this small dragon, Ayaan, saved me.

“I don’t know why he saved me,” I concluded. “But he did.” Ayaan shuffled over and placed his large, round head on my knees. I patted his snout. “Mother, did you know that dragons are real?”

Mother was quiet for a while.  “Stay here,” she finally said.

She left the room for a moment, and returned with a book and a small leather bag. She opened up the book and placed it on my lap. The pages held a story, about a person who found an injured dragon. Next to the story was a drawing of a dragon that looked almost exactly like Ayaan. I looked up at my mother, and asked her what it meant.

She opened up the leather pouch and took out an ocarina. “When I was younger, I was a bard. I played music for people, and told them stories. One day, I found a beautiful golden dragon. She was injured. I cleaned her wound and gave her some food, and she remained my friend for years.” Mother hesitantly touched Ayaan’s head. “Long ago, dragons were hunted to near extinction because humans feared them. But most dragons are gentle, loyal creatures.”

Mother handed me her ocarina. “Gwen, I think you should become a bard, just like I had been. You’d be able to travel the world and see things that nobody else has ever even imagined seeing. Creatures that most people think to be nothing but fairy tale.”

I stared at her, eyes wide with excitement. The idea of being able to travel the world doing what I loved was more than tempting. I looked at the twelve hole ocarina in my hands, and I could practically see my whole future reflecting in it.

For months afterward, I spent most of my time listening to travelers at the inn talking. Mother taught me how to play her ocarina, and I began sharing the stories I heard. Ayaan remained by my side, almost certainly the child of the dragon that Mother had befriended.

At first, I shared the story of how I met Ayaan, but the more I played at the inn and shared my own story, the more other people would share their stories with me. I wrote down every story I heard as best as I could remember in a small book. When I was old enough, I gathered up all of my essential belongings, and my book of stories and ocarina. I left my hometown to travel and discover some more stories, even living some of my own.



Now, Ayaan and I have been travelling together for a few years. He’s grown a lot since he first saved me. He can still fit inside of a room, but he’s a bit larger than two horses put together. I’ve met countless creatures of legend, like were-beasts and griffons. Sometimes I share the stories of my adventures at an inn, sometimes around a campfire at a rest stop with other travelers. But always, always, I am sharing stories, with my golden angel by my side.
Golden Angel
Short story I wrote as my final for my Creative Writing class. I had a lot of fun writing this story, and definitely look forward to writing more of Gwen and Ayaan in their adventures throughout Risea. 

But you want to know a secret?
You could have read this a week ago, by supporting me on Patreon! www.patreon.com/HaruBells
You can support me on Patreon for as little as a dollar for each comic page or animation that I post. 
Short stories, poems, and some doodles or sketches, are posted on Wednesday for free, as a super special bonus for patrons!
Sure, you could just wait a week for me to post them here, but wouldn't you like to see them when they're fresh?
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Dear Mom 33 by HaruBells
Dear Mom 33
What's this? A letter from Mom? Well, what do you know! She exists!

Here's a few facts about Alex's Mom:

-She's a Pokemon Breeder. She breeds starter Pokemon for the various professors of the Pokemon world (mainly Oak and Elm, but she's also bred a few starters for Rowan, as well). She also breeds Eevees. Bill is actually learning from Alex's mom (Bill's aunt) about Eevee breeding. He was taking care of Benny until Alex was ready for him.

-She's extremely supportive of Alex. He's her baby. 

-She also has her hands full of taking care of Alex's little sister, Lily. Lilly is 8 years old.


What do you think of Alex's mom? Would you like to see more of her in the future? (Well, congratulations! You will! Eventually ;D)

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  • Playing: Terraria
WHOOPS

I'm back! I told you guys it might be a while. I was only on vacation in Hawaii for a week, but I started my new job immediately after I got back. 
I've been trying to work on the next part of Dear Mom, but it's taking a bit longer than expected. I do like to spend at least some of my free time doing other things, so I get easily distracted. And sometimes you just aren't in the mood to draw, you know? 

Please know that I am working on it, though. It'll probably be another week or two before I get the next part finished (and then after Alex beats Koga is gonna be a pretty massive amount of Saffron City), because I'm going to San Francisco next weekend. It WAS for Worlds, but TPC decided to close Worlds to the public, so I'm sobbing

By my estimations, the next few parts should go follows:
35 - Koga fight
36 - Cycling Road
37 - Arriving in Saffron
38 - Silph Co. Part 1
39 - Silph Co. Part 2
40 - Sabrina

But, bit of a double sided sword there, is that, for, uh, reasons, once we hit Sabrina, we will be pretty caught up to where I am in-game, so between now and then I will have to play ahead a bit more. 

Thanks for being so understanding and cool!

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I love Alice in Wonderland, and the Harry Potter books/movies, and my favorite television shows are How I Met Your Mother, Adventure Time, House MD, and Fringe. My favorite videogames are RPG based games, like Zelda, Mario, Okami, and Pokemon. However, I do like fighting games like Teken and Super Smash Bros.

My favorite kind of music is alternative, and my preferred drawing style is anime. (Anything by CLAMP is a must-have/see for me) I have liked anime pretty much as long as I can remember. It all started with Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh, and Cardcaptors for me. And Studio Ghibli movies. My very favorite anime is CLANNAD, but I also ADORE Angel Beats.
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GAAASP OMG WE HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY
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Birthday buddies!
I know it's over a week late, but happy birthday to you then!
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 No prob birthday bud
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Belated thanks!!
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Belated thank you!
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Psst, just wanted to say that I love your comic a lot! I don't know if you saw this but I drew fanart for Dear Mom for Fanwork Friday on the forums: sta.sh/0uqjvt0cotp Thanks for your hard work!!!
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HaruBells Featured By Owner Nov 12, 2016  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Ahhhhh it's so pretty! I love it!
Sorry I haven't posted the next page of Dear Mom in a long time; several out of town trips and having a job made it hard to find the time to get it done, so it was sitting at half sketched for a while. But I finally finished it last night, and I'm hoping to post it either tomorrow or Monday, so that's good! :D
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