Neon Drawings นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It’s a simple picture, the kind only a child could create—stick figures with bright splashes of color and hearts floating in the sky. “It looks beautiful, pet,” Neveah says warmly, her lips curving into a bittersweet smile. She reaches over, her hands steady, and helps Autumn tuck the paper gently into her box, nestling it between clothes and keepsakes. The scene tugs at my chest, an ache rising that I can barely contain. My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I turn my head away, fighting to suppress the tears threatening to spill. The drawing was so innocent and full of love.

“The foundation is finally level.” I walked back to my drafting table. I picked up a fresh sheet of vellum. I didn’t draw a house for a client. I didn’t draw a community centre or a lighthouse. I drew a nursery. It was a room of circles and light. A room with windows that faced the morning sun. A room where no one would ever be a ghost. Toby stood behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder. He looked at the drawing, a slow, beautiful smile spreading across his face.

Hayden wasn't the type to cry or wallow in sadness, but ever since he met Zenos, he kept on breaking his rules. “You cruel man. How can you leave like that? How can you leave us like that?” Hayden muttered with red eyes. . . Hayden looked at what he had just drawn, a beautiful wet-on-wet oil painting of his Zenos. Turns out he can also draw humans this well. On his first try, he really was so proud of himself! Hayden grinned wildly.

he grinned. "Is that true, dad?! Can you draw a house for me? I want to see how you draw!" Kyra got excited, so did I. Neil looked at me with menacing eyes, as if wanting for my permission. So I nodded even though I was confused. I could not believe that my decision mattered to him. "Then, prepare yourself. You are going to see a masterpiece!" Neil laughed manly. "Your mom really know about me." We gave him minutes until he was finished. The pencil and some coloring materials in his hands looked so adorable. "Hmm, let me decide whether I should let you, guys, see this." He hid his work before somebody could see it. Kyra and I groaned.

“We’re going to change some of Mr. Wayne’s dressings. Might be best to give us a few minutes.” Adrian winces at the formality. “I wish they’d just call me Adrian.” I stand. “We’ll be right outside.” Liam hops down from the chair and takes Penelope’s hand. “Can I show you my drawings?” She beams. “Of course.” We head to the small waiting area down the hall. Liam pulls out the same notebook and flips to a page filled with bold colors and little scribbles of stick people. “This one’s me and Daddy,” he says. “And this is Mommy.”

I order and watch the boys run back towards the building as fast as they can. I watch with concern as the young boy they were picking on sniffs and works to pick up pieces of his sketchbook. I bend down and help him pick up the remaining pieces before they’re carried off by the wind. I look at one of the pieces of paper and can’t contain the awe on my face as I take in the amazing sketch before me. It’s this incredible real-life style drawing of a sirna with a vibrant red tail surrounded by all the elements. It takes me a second to recognise the likeness, but this is a sketch of the God Ezillus as a sirna! This might be the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. “You drew this?” I ask in astonishment

For a little guy, he is way too good. There are all different kinds of drawings that are too neat, I shuffle through them, trying to find one to stick on our fridge in the kitchen. I smile to myself when I come across a picture of him and I then there's Jasmine and even Alex, with and without devil horns— that makes me laugh. I pass by other boyish things, like cars, dragons, dogs, dinosaurs and ninjas, lots and lots of them.

"What does your new friend look like, Heidi?" Heidi proudly lifted her drawing. It was a crude, childish sketch of a very tall figure standing between two giant green trees. The figure was colored completely in dark gray and black crayons, but the most unsettling part was the face. Heidi had used a bright yellow crayon to draw two massive, perfectly round circles for the eyes.

They held hands while looking at the photographs of themselves displayed elegantly in Maxine's private home gallery. Most of them were in black and white in various sizes. Charlie's hands were sweating, but the excitement on her face somehow made it worthwhile. Looking at their naked bodies on canvas was surreal, Maxine did a very good job in editing them and made it look like a professional artwork.

TIME: DAY 19 OF EXILE, 13:00 HOURS. LOCATION: SECTOR 6 - THE NEON SQUARE. STATUS: RESPITE. The Neon Square was designed to be a monument to corporate invincibility. It was an expanse of flawless white marble and polished chrome, larger than four city blocks, bordered by high-end luxury boutiques and manicured, synthetic botanical gardens. Now, it looked like the staging ground for the apocalypse.