Taki Drawing Novels & Stories

Who knows if government officials decided to take me away to prick and poke me anyhow and do some mind control experiments on me? I noticed Ken on the field. He looked our direction and smiled when he saw Tiffany. Then frowned when he saw me. Wow. “What else have you been drawing.” I asked Tiffany. She turned to previous pages and showed me some of her art. There was all random stuff I could easily find on the internet, and luckily Tiffany labeled the drawings with dates and descriptions. Some had ‘dream’ written on the corner, others had ‘web’ written on them. “This one was kind of creepy.” Tiffany pointed to a drawing of an old man looking ill on a bed. The blanket was the only item colore

Turkeys. Our group cried in delight as the girls hauled them over their shoulders, bright smiles on their faces. We gathered around them as they set them down. The large plump birds had giant stab holes through the middle of them. One seemed to still be breathing. We all stared at the birds in hunger but no one moved. "We pluck the feathers first right?" Someone brought it up. I nodded my head. "And drain the blood too... somehow..." I replied in thought. Someone scoffed in frustration before picking up one of the birds by its neck. "Well it's no use staring at it! Let's get to cooking." She began to furiously rip the feathers and soon those near her started to join.

Griffin was happy to oblige, looking a bit like a domesticated dog when he bit the stick between his huge beak and dropped it on Aki’s lap. Not moving from where she sat, Aki drew another symbol in the ground. This time, it wasn’t for a spell because it was only one thing. The potential family crest of the chief architect; what she had glimpsed in the divination episode. Or at least her closest rendition of it. “What’s that?” Temujin asked. Griffin also peered curiously at the drawing. “I was hoping you could tell me. It’s a small animal’s pawprint.” Temujin leaned over closer to the earth as though it was an actual track to investigate.

I get the envelope and take a look at the drawing again. Tara was indeed good at remembering everything. The details of her drawing were complete and precise. She could perceive the place’s reality using crayons, so I can’t imagine if she had good materials. She remembered the visual information from one object to another. Tara is not just talented. She is gifted!

One by one, the others followed, their breath held as they took in the room. It was as if time had stopped; everything remained untouched, frozen in the moment Takumi had last seen it years ago. Without a word, Tomoya pulled a piece of chalk from his pocket and knelt down, beginning to draw a pentacle on the dusty floorboards. Jay and Ruby watched with a mix of fascination and dread, recognizing the intricate design from the descriptions Takumi had given Tomoya. The tension in the room grew palpable, each line of the pentacle bringing them closer to whatever dark forces awaited.

Tanya quickly breathes to catch her breath, leaning on the back of the chair with her hand on her chest, clenching on her clothes while feeling the rapid beating of her heat. [Brrrr][Brrrr] Tanya soullessly looks up; she looks into her side and takes a look at her phone. On the screen, you can see the alarm with a snooze and stop button. “Ah, it’s already 5 in the morning” Tanya let out a sigh. She looks at her side where her sketchbook and pencil were placed, without thinking, Tanya immediately grab it and began to draw. Her hand instinctively creates mountains, trees, and grass while her mind is in constant mess criticizing her works without trusting the process.

Cut away the fluff. Tobi reached into the pocket of his apron. He didn't pull out a speech. He pulled out a piece of charcoal and his sketchbook. With a speed born of adrenaline, he began to draw. The charcoal shrieked against the paper a raw, honest sound that the microphone picked up with startling clarity. "Wait, what is he doing?" Nike whispered, signaling the engineer to keep recording. "He’s drawing his answer?"

She opened it and scanned the design carefully. She wanted to have it in her mind so that she can draw it without having to refer to the softcopy sent by Tasha. She figured it out that it would make her work easier. She opened a new book leaflet and took her pencil and eraser. She also looked at the design for the last time and started drawing.

“Of course! You shouldn’t only be perfect for me. I want everyone to know that you can be gentle and loving. You’re not just a grump and a hothead. You’re more than that. You just need to care about people besides me.” Akiko waited for a reply, but Kenji remained silent as Kenzo stood up and handed his drawing to Akiko. It was no longer just a scribble; it depicted a figure with a stick body and a large head. But seeing the long hair of one of the figures made it clear that Kenzo was trying to draw Akiko, and not alone. Kenji was beside her. Kenzo even added the detail of their hands holding each other. “Is this me?” Akiko asked. Kenzo nodded.

Talia was flustered while looking at the marker in her hand. "I don't know how to draw." This was the truth. As someone who barely got any education, after coming to the Dark Howlers pack, Talia focused on learning basics with the goal to get a high-school degree and since arts were not mandatory, she didn't even look at those. "Whatever you draw, it will be perfect.", Drake encouraged her. "If you are so set on it, do it yourself. Or ask someone else.", Talia gave him the Sharpie back.