letters that staved
Then, slowly, they began.
One participant painted overlapping waves, each crest labeled with phrases like “Regret,” “Hope,” “Resentment.” The colors bled into each other, creating a tumultuous sea that seemed to pulse with emotion.
Another painted a house fractured in four directions, its windows filled with different colors—each pane a fragment of a life lived in compartments.
A third scribbled frantic circles inside circles, spirals with no clear beginning or end, creating an overwhelming sense of entrapment.
And then—Drew.
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