You haven't seen the madness I have inside of me when I'm about to be killed, that is the true me.
Fox Tail
Inactive Player
Gold:
Artisan
Acrobat
Guild:
Halcyon
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Post by Verin on Nov 25, 2015 2:22:50 GMT
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Sunlight streamed through the dusty glass window into the Crafting Room where Verin stood holding a brush and looking a dilapidated piece of canvas that was pinned to the wall. Bending downwards Verin slid the old brush in his hand slowly at top the open can of black paint. Moving his hand from the bucket to the canvas Verin moved the brush with a nervous hand and as he made his first brush stroke the thickness of the line fluctuated rapidly. Though nervous Verin pushed forward and started to add curvature to his line by slowly raising upwards and then bringing it downwards and curling the line inwards and then pulling back upwards and downwards before pulling the line to the other side. Taking the brush to paint once again Verin went back over the elongated line, trying to make it look as professional as he could before he then went on to the next one.
Proceeding on to the next line Verin mimicked the first one but reversed it and shortened, making it look like it was in the background. Proceeding to the top Verin started at the right side of the beaten canvas and started to bob up and down as he moved to the left. After quickly touching up on the line Verin then started to fill in the page from the line to the top of the page. After filling the top of the page in pure black Verin went back to the lines he had previously made and started filling them in with smaller, thinner, lines that curved and made the lines as a whole look like waves. Finishing off his painting Verin added in lines from the top to the bottom, making rain that fell from the clouds into the sea, but in the middle Verin engineered it to that in the middle there was a void that formed the word "CREATE".
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