Scripting: The Reason Why I Don't Make More Comics

Not even kidding... I am so beyond bad at this. Anyway... here's the script for the first four pages of IHBH.

I Have Become Hell: A Cecil Harvey Story
Chapter 0: 'Over the Still Land'
Page1:p1: Inky black panel - complete darkness. CPTN BOX only.
CPTN BOX: I have long struggled about whether or not to reveal this story to you. It is a dilema not easily faced, for this story is so intensely personal I hesitate at speaking it aloud. Yet ... I find I must.
p2: A small light shining in the distane, top right corner of panel.
CPTN BOX: My story begins with a people and their escape from a decaying world over two thousand turns of seasons past.
p3-5: Large, crystaline objet growing steadily nearer from upper right. smallest in the panel farthest left, largest in panel farthest right.
CPTN BOX BTM: Through what I have been told is a black abyss they came...
CPTN BOX TOP: Through that dark and lonely ether called "space..."
p6: Earth and True Moon, Crystal Craft hovering in foreground.
CPTN BOX: They came to our beloved Blue Planet, these alien people.
p7: A view of mountains, rivers, and trees of the BP.
CPTN BOX: And thus they gazed upon our infant world.

Page2:p1: Three Lunars of the Three Blood Levels represented. BP in front of them.
CPTN BOX: In their wisdom they set themselves to sleep, giving the young race they had discovered time to mature.
p2: Kale/KluYa running from Lunarian Central Core, the Lunar Whale in bckgrd.
CPTN BOX1: However, one of the aliens loved the Human Race and fled The Sleep and their Collective Mind...
CPTN BOX2: He built an airship and descended to their planet, showering the Humans with his Light.

Page3:p1: The shillouette of Kale and a beautiful woman. Bckgrd White.
CPTN BOX: Many turns came and went and his love for the Planet manifested itself when he fell for a woman from the Kingdom of Baron; beautiful Cecilia.
p2: Kale kneeled before the woman, her stomach swelled with pregnancy.
CPTN BoX: Upon this world he forged a life for himself. He found his family.
p3: Blood splatter against the white bckgrd.
CPTN BOX: But nothing lasts forever, and his idyllic existance ended in death.
p4: Two forms, one black shilloutte of a young boy, one a white shilloutte of a toddler. Bckgrd behind blckshill is mechanical and ominous, bckground behind whiteshill is intercate castle.
CPTN BOX: His prodginy was scattered to the forewinds, wont to remember anything, even his name...

Page4:p1: The white shilloutte's progress, growing and changing into a young man.
CPTN BOX1: But what he left behind flourished...
CPTN BOX2: Changed...
CPTN BOX3: Learned...
CPTN BOX4: And grew.