Komi Drawings Novels & Stories

Her mother had told her that since she was in the womb, he had been rubbing himself all over so much that after she was born, strangers thought Heidi smelled like delicious hot fresh cookies and mangoes. Nikolai took a seat beside her and she kissed his cheek. "I made this for you." She held up a sketch of stick figures and the boy laughed as he collected the paper from her. He examined the drawing which consisted of three figures, one girl and two boys. While the blue grass was shaggy, it was nothing compared to the full sun that was colored orange and looked like it was shriveling. "You're still bad at drawing." "Hey, that's mean." She pouted and he snickered, loving her reaction.

Solène’s smile never faded as she collected them, her eyes dropping to the drawing Katie had made. “What is this?” She asked gently, taking the drawings—bright colors, uneven shapes, familiar figures. “I’m still learning to draw people.” Katie said, scooting to Solene’s side. Then, one by one, she pointed at the figures on the paper Solene held on top. “This is Grandma, this is you, this is Mommy, and this is Uncle Atlas!” She said, proud of herself. Solène raised a brow. “That’s good. You almost got our faces right.” She laughed.

Loki can feel the nice air inside from outside of the classroom, and she can even saw some houses far distance from their school. Loki amazed at how Nao slept in the classroom even during and after class. She just looked at him straight and didn’t know how to remind this guy to say their class was over. Loki decided to draw him in his deep sleep. She started to draw in her notebook from the straight vertical line and circular shape pointed for his face and drew some parts of his body. Then she carefully traced some of his figures with her black ballpen which could seen the detailed of his sleepy face.

I said moving closer to where she was,s she didn't have to reply cause I saw the drawings seated at her table, they were excellent. There was a carving of a wolf and a baby and another with a wolf and a little girl and the last one she was still working on had a wolf and a young lady, if looked closely you would see that these drawings looked alike in appearance both the girls and the wolves. “ you drew all these?” “Yea, h I can't remember where I learned how to nor where I saw these images” I took the drawings and stared at them for a while and realized it was a trilogy, the different stages of both their lives like they were growing together.

She makes a sassy face and I chuckle . " Well it's important for .. " I open my bag and search for my notebook that is supposed to be for study notes but is actually my boredom doodle file . " Tada ~ " I finish off as I show her my drawing of Luigini's wife naked and his name written between her legs . Since I didn't know what she looked like I decided to make her faceless , only shading to provide her a proper structure . Kayla slaps her hand against her mouth in order to stifle her laughter . Her face turns slightly red from restricting herself .

The corporate situation had kept them busy all day. But the moment they stepped inside, the tension melted away. Aiden ran toward them immediately. “You’re late!” Aria followed, holding a drawing. “Look what we made!” May knelt down. The drawing showed a stick-figure family standing under a big sun. Four figures held hands. “This is beautiful,” May said warmly. Damien crouched beside her. “Who’s this tall one?” he asked. “That’s you,” Aiden said proudly. “And this is Mommy,” Aria added.

We arrived at their tent to find them drawing. “There are my favorites.” Karson beamed, kneeling in front of them for a hug. “Daddy!” Carl and Karin squealed, jumping into his arms. “What are you two drawing?” I asked. They pulled the papers to show two figures that look like male caricatures and a female caricature of me with crazy hair fighting someone on the ground. “Let me guess, that is me, your daddy, and uncle Lucas fighting the evil lady.” I gestured at the drawings.

While it was Luc’s first time witnessing Kirin behaving like this, he felt that he could not comprehend this young master of the Summers family anymore. In fact, Luc felt a chill down his spine. In the end, Kirin finished his drawing and stared at it. He then started laughing maniacally. On the drawing were a cat and a mouse. The cat had sharp claws and looked ferocious, while the mouse looked terrified and was trembling in the corner. “Hehehe… Tyr… our game has just begun.

What the hell was I drawing? Mia peeked over my shoulder and whistled softly so the voice will be audible to me only. “That looks cool. It’s a little dark. But looks cool.” I looked at her and smiled. “Thanks.” She showed me her sketch. It was a cute sketch of a coat with flower designs on the sleeves and tiny butterflies flying around the fabric. “That’s really pretty,” I said honestly. “Thanks. I call it Spring in Paris,” she said proudly. I looked around. Some students were completely focused. Jordan was biting the end of his pencil while sketching something geometric design. Elisa had drawn a dress that I guess was made entirely of feathers.

Nikini sat beside her and handed her the sketchbook. Emlin began flipping through the pages as Nikini sat there tugging at her fingers, nervously. This was the first time anyone has ever seen her drawings; not even Boris had seen these. She worried they might be a little too dark. She often drew what she felt, and her thoughts and feelings were often dark due to her constant unhappiness. She drew a lot about her childhood and drew some about her current life with Boris. She often drew herself and her many stages of emotions.