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Chapter Ten

Evie's day was going perfectly well. She had just finished painting and her whole body was covered in paint, not that she would have minded if it were her folly that got the paint there... but no, standing beside her was her best friend who had begun to make a mess out of everything.

"I painted a dog. Look at this beautiful painting and tell me about its origin.."

"I think it originated from the forest at the West border." Ethan shook his head. "That looks like a buffalo when wet. Appreciate the artwork and do not use it to play around." He cautioned.

"Well, I'm sorry, Daddy. I didn't mean to, besides... What the hell are you drawing?" Gwen burst into laughter.

"Well, that is what I call a crying dolphin and it's missing eggs," Evie said, taking a peak at the other board.

"What do you even know about art? Do you think everyone who paints is an artist?" Ethan huffed, dipping his brush and coloring his perfection.

"No, I don't think so. But what do you call them? Artisan?" Evie asked wi
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