Branch Drawing Novels & Stories

Sreeet~ The brush danced back and forward again, forming a drawing that began to take shape. Although the movements and drawings in this formation are complicated and practically formless, but once it hits 80%, the formation starts to show its shape. The lines that previously looked random begin to merge together to form a unity that cannot be explained just by looking.

“That’s it! I quit. I suck.” I turned to look at what she was making. She had gotten 20% of the starting drawing right, but in time lost touch of everything. I laughed lightly and took the book for inspection. The pages fluttered, and behind the unfinished busy subway, I saw a few more colourful drawings and sketches. I turned the page, and was greeted by the sight of a huge green tree. At first glance it looked really majestic. Because all you will notice at first are the thick heavy branches. But in time, when you keep looking, you will see the differences.

I turned my hand over and held on. Across the camp, at the edge of the treeline, a single branch moved. No wind. Nothing visible. Just the branch, swaying once. Then still. It was still there. And it was done waiting.

Turning back to the fallen branch she had chosen, she focused her mind on the limb. “Blitha morun sumuss,” she chanted. The branch began to grow slowly longer and thicker—not just the main part of the limb, but all the smaller twigs that branched off from it as well. The slow, steady growth reminded Leesa of time-lapse nature films she had seen, which gave her another idea. She didn’t know if it would work, but she saw no reason not to try.

2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

Whiskey. After a minute, the sounds of snapping twigs and rustling through the brush, along with the stomping of feet on the ground got louder. There are others out here in the forest. I listened closely and tried to count the footsteps. There’s a few of them, ten or so, maybe more. But I can’t pinpoint if they are the heavy strides of wolf's feet, or the smaller thumps of human feet. Perhaps a mixture of both, maybe that’s why it sounds different. My eyes trailed across the earth, looking out into the darkness for any kind of movement. But I still couldn’t see them. I pushed myself up and stood on the branch, still holding onto the trunk for support. I can still hear them, and I can tell th

“What happened, guys? Y’all are not looking good either.” “It’s a long story, Felix. We better get going,” Steven answered. “Hey, breadhead!… Let’s go!” Zee spoke and Felix nodded, letting the question rest as he proceeded to enter the car I was in. Charles and Preston had entered the second car. Felix started the car and we drove off, they followed closely behind. … We suddenly found ourselves traveling on the paths of the woods. ‘What the heck?’ I thought.  I admit, I got a bit uneasy.