Frodo Baggins Drawing Novels & Stories

Arya had tried modifying those spots several times, but she could not get them right no matter what. Toph was getting impatient. "Just tear me a piece of paper!" Arya hurriedly complied, handing him both paper and pencil. Toph drew fast, probably because he had been drawing since elementary school. His grasp of character expressions was quite accurate, and his drawing was on par with Arya's. If one did not look closely, one might even think the same person drew it. The room was quiet, with only the sounds of pencils scratching on paper. Before long, Toph smiled, handing over a sketch of the same male and female leads from a different angle.

"You know, daddy, earlier the teacher asked me to draw a hero. Tadaa, you have to see my drawing because it's you!” The girl spoke cheerfully while showing the picture she meant, which was a picture of a man wearing a suit and carrying a bag, but with the addition of wings on his back. And the most adorable thing is the 'D' symbol in the middle of his clothes. “D for Daddy, yeayy!!”

“It’s in cuneiform, two names and a black baccara rose with thorns on the stem.” “It’s interesting, mind if I make a redraw for you?” I smiled at the old man and nodded. Milo had also stood up and looked at the rough drawing I had made. “That looks like a three year old drew it.” He grinned as he said that but I didn’t take offence, drawing wasn’t one of my talents.

When it was Felix's turn, he took out a red velvet box from his bag. It felt heavy. Thinking that it was jewelry, I wanted to say no. But my speculation was proven wrong when I opened it. It was a portrait of me. In the drawing, I was sitting on a bench, hugging the school bag on my lap. I was looking at something gleefully, and there were sparkles in my eyes. Felix must have drawn a younger version of me watching him play basketball. Those who didn't know began chattering. They complimented Felix's drawing and said it looked exactly like a younger me.

Lily came back with the drawing before he left. It was a house, a big square with a triangle roof, the way all children draw houses, with a sun in the corner that had about sixteen rays coming off it. In front of the house there were three figures. The tallest one had what appeared to be a suit drawn on in careful crayon strokes. The smallest one had enormous hair. The middle one had, Lily had given it long dark hair and a yellow shape at the bottom of the page that I eventually understood was supposed to be a cardigan, My cardigan. The yellow one I wore on Tuesdays.

"Hi princess easy, I'm still a little sore. I wince but hug her hack. "Papa said you were hurt really lsa." I nod. She pulls a piece af paper out of her pocket and shows me a drawing of two stick figures holding hands, walking in a garden. "I drew it for you so it would make you feel better." She smiles and points to the first figure. "That's Santi he's the warrior and that you as the fairy queen, holding his hand." "It's beautiful! I love it so much. Thank yOu Mirella," She plants a light kiss on my cheek and crawls over to Rafael.

“It’s just—” He popped the clasp. Inside, nestled between a worn napkin and a tiny plastic fork, was a drawing — bent at the edges from handling. Two stick figures, one big with dark straight hair and another smaller one with dark curls holding hands. Varian looked at it for a long, heavy moment. Then his voice came low, quieter than she’d ever heard it. “This is a child’s drawing. Whose is it, Liora?”

She was confused about why Tejano and Kuya Trojan were allowing Frodo to mess with the evidence, but when she looked around, she saw that all of her colleagues were staring at Frodo in silence, except for Gresso who seemed to have found his fingernails more interesting. Frodo pursed his lips as he studied the chip he held between his thumb and forefinger. Still frowning, he reached down to his chest and felt around until his hand came across the pendant hanging from his necklace which turned out to be a tiny magnifying glass. Yrah had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. She met the gaze of Agent Tejano who raised his eyebrows, but his eyes sparkled with good humor.

Fabian was slightly stunned but he understood her intention from her beautiful, huge eyes. “Is this for me?” Fabian asked gently. Lillian blinked her huge eyes and nodded gently. Fabian took the card happily and carefully opened it. Within it was a drawing. The drawing depicted a tall boy and a small girl, clearly him and Lillian. Lillian’s drawing was very childlike; the contour of the persons was also childishly drawn, and even the colors used were not anything refined.

I asked. For answer, he whipped out a sheet of paper and showed it to us. We all gathered around to take a close look at it. It was a drawing of four people holding hands, with big, identical smiles on their faces. A smiling yellow sun and white clouds hovered above them. The picture was neatly and carefully coloured. "I drew it," Finn said proudly. He looked at each of us in turn, gauging our reactions. "Yesterday, our teacher told us to draw a picture of anything, and I drew this."