At first glance, this looks like a cute story about two kids becoming friends at school. Timmy the orc and Brighteyes the unicorn. They play in the mud, laugh about their day, make plans to hang out. It's sweet. Innocent. Wholesome. You have no idea what's coming. This is a story about cycles of violence. About revenge dressed up as justice. About how trauma and hatred get passed down through generations. About codes of honor that justify horrific acts. And it does all of this in just a few pages, with orcs and unicorns, in a world made of candy. The writing is deceptively simple—which makes the gut-punches land even harder. Every detail matters. Every seemingly throwable line pays off. The author trusts you to piece things together, and when you do, it's devastating.