An e-comic based on the story of The Last Leaf by Oscar Wilde.
Storyboard-Text
Twelve, eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven...
Huh? What is she counting on? And why?
It is autumn and the leaves will fall. When the last leaf falls, I will die. I have known this for the last three days.
What is it, dear?
All right. Finish your painting soon for I want to see the last leaf fall. I'm tired of waiting. I have to die, so let me go away peacefully like one of those poor, tired leaves.
You are not going to die. I can't draw the curtain for I need the light. I want to finish the painting and get some money for us. Please my dear friend, promise not to look out of the window while I paint.
I've been a bad girl. You've looked after me so lovingly and I haven't cooperated with you. I've been depressed and gloomy. The last leaf had shown me how wicked I've been. I've realised that it's a sin to want to die.
Johnsy now has the will to live. I'm confident she'll recover soon. Now I must go downstairs and see Behrman. He's also suffering from pneumonia. But I am afraid, there is no hope for him.