Chapter 6
Caught in the Anti-Glow
LuizAfter an eternity of searching, I found a sketchbook that had been tossed into a corner of the walk-in closet and forgotten. Half of it was still blank. The coloring pencils were in a desk drawer where I had expected them to be. Clutching the box in my hands, I realized these were the only art supplies left in the house.
I shook my head. Now wasn’t the time to think about it. I had to keep busy. Turning the sketchbook to a fresh page, I plopped myself down on the couch and began to draw. I didn't pay much attention to what I was making, at first. Lines and blobs of color appeared, but I didn’t judge them. Slowly they coalesced into a mage. He was standing before smoke-swept mountains. Not all of it was on the page yet; half of it was still in my ima
