Country: Aurivelle
City: Auremont
Alvara
I didn’t rush this time.
For a month, I had watched my name get passed over.
Watch others get chosen.
Not me.
So this time… I wasn’t holding back.
I didn't have time to doubt, not today.
I started with the feeling.
Not soft.
Not safe.
Bold.
A red carpet dress that demanded attention the moment it appeared.
I sketched slowly, carefully..fitted at the top, then flowing into dramatic layers.
Every line is intentional.
I could feel the energy in the room shifting.
A few eyes flicked toward me.
Helena, leaning back slightly, shooting a look that could freeze fire.
I ignored it. Let her stare.
It wasn’t her vision on the paper
..this was mine.
I chose organza next.
Light enough to move… strong enough to hold shape.
I built the
