*Three years ago*
I sat in front of the easel looking at the canvas piece in front of me. Not quite sure what was missing. I picked up the charcoal and sat it back down. The deadline for any art submissions is tomorrow. I don’t know if this will be worth it. I have never done anything like this. I am only doing this because Kae suggested that I do it, because he believed in me.
Charcoal smudges covered the soft pastels I had been working with. I sighed. This was a waste of my time. I know Kae meant well, to encourage me to do something I have just been doodling in notebooks. But to do something like that on a larger scale. I’m not confident that this will be sufficient.
“Ren, are you ready to go?” I heard Kaelith from the other side of the canvas.
“Yes… No… Something is missing Kae.” I
