Isonoe had been in this part of the world for a little while, trying hard at her studies to try to make herself more famous in the Below. Things were a lot harder than she had imagined they'd be and earning that degree was becoming tiresome. However, that didn't mean she wouldn't continue. But for now, however, she was taking a small break, and she'd pick back up on school when she had the chance.
What she hadn't imagined, however, was how lonely things would be once she was on her own. She was thankful for the chance to earn some more money from her publisher and took some time out to revisit her home in the Swirling Sands. Things were just the same as they always had been and doing a few in person conventions and book signings had earned her the extra money she had needed.
However, that hadn't changed how empty things were in that apartment when she returned. It was a loneliness that she had been feeling for some time but could never put into words. It was obvious even to her publisher and they had commented several times on how homely she had been looking. She wasn't aware how bad things actually were until then, how she had been hiding her feelings during all her studies, but once it was brought up she supposed she had been somewhat depressed and unsure what was going on with her life.
She was getting older. There was absolutely no denying that, no matter how much she tried. She could feel her limbs getting stiffer and not moving the way they used to. She had even developed minor carpal tunnel in her wrists from writing and drawing too much. It wasn't anything she couldn't deal with, but without proper care she knew it would cause her a lot more problems down the road. That hadn't stopped her though, this was what she loved and she knew she'd continue doing it until she absolutely couldn't. Nothing would stop that.
The problem was, at this point in her life she had imagined she'd be settled down with a small family of her own already, but she wasn't. In fact she wasn't even sure of a prospect, she had been much too busy working to even think about a child. However, now that she had a break she was thinking about it, perhaps it really was time for her to have a child of her own. Sure, it might hurt her chances of finding a mate, but what if she never found one? She wanted to have a kid while she knew she was still young enough to play with them, to enjoy their presence and make sure that they had a good life. Was that selfish of her?
When she brought up the idea to her publisher, they weren't as sure about the whole thing as she was, worried that her art would suffer. She assured them that it wouldn't, her comics were her life. However, she was sure she had room for at least one more thing in her life, and she wanted to do it now before life got too much in the way.
