Dawnstar
No more illusions
Evelyn spent the next several minutes happily eating away, if slowly at her small plate of pancakes while looking out the nearby window. There was a thought on her mind about what she had just witnessed, that thought turning to an image and mixing with her imagination. She stopped eating and began daydreaming for a moment, a while letting her mind silently play out a scene in her mind before laughing to herself and coming back to reality.
She peered over at the other two kids in the room, if just for a moment before putting her half-finished plate of pancakes on the couch besides her. Waiting for a moment the kids were looking way she then pulled out an A4 sketchpad she kept stored, hidden just between the couch where she sat and the wall along along with a number of art pencils. She liked drawing here on the couch, like this exact spot. It had good lighting, and it was comfy, and she could see the room. There was a bunch of reasons.
Suddenly the sound of led meeting paper could be heard, a quick and swift scratching of creativity across the large paper. Evelyn as she still sat cross legged began to sketch a imagine on the notepad before her. To start with what appeared to be the rather unusual outline of some kind of person on the lower left side of the page, but seemingly only reaching a little more than half way up the total length. The figure while hard to judge much at this point appearing to have the early signs of a adventurer esc-ascetic, there was clearly some kind of armor, maybe a hood being drawn, oh and what looked to be a sword strapped to the figure's back. Her art style clearly something between anime-drawing and fantastical sketching.
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