Yu Gi Oh Drawings Novels & Stories

"The what?" Aiden proudly lifted the parchment, presenting it with a triumphant flourish. It was a masterpiece of terrible stick figures. There was a tall, blocky man with a jagged golden crown, a woman wearing an oversized silver tiara, a small blob representing a little boy, a giant black dog with six legs, a glowing stick figure surrounded by yellow loops, and a final girl drawn with aggressively angry V-shaped eyebrows. Kael let out a long, dry sigh. "Let me guess. The one with the furious eyebrows is your long-lost aunt?"

"You're back! Look what I made!" I dropped to my knees and caught him in my arms, lifting him into a tight hug. The scent of baby powder and clean clothes instantly made all the lingering stress leave my muscles. "Oh, sweetie! Let me see. What did you draw?" Leo held up the paper proudly. It was a drawing of a big blue boat on a wavy green sea, with a very tall man, a woman, and a little boy standing on the deck. The tall man had black hair, just like Julian.

Ace chimed in, his eyes shining with pride. I couldn't help but smile at their infectious energy, feeling a warmth spread through my heart. Pushing aside my worries for a moment, I shifted my focus to them, eager to see their creations. "That's wonderful, sweeties! Let me see." I beckoned them closer, and they eagerly rushed over, holding their drawings into my hands. Luna's drawing shown a colorful garden scene, complete with flowers, butterflies, and a shining sun, while Ace's featured a tall tree laden with apples, surrounded by smiling stick-figure people.

Still here, I said softly. Eli made a small satisfied sound and leaned back against my chest and looked at the room from this new vantage point with the calm interest of someone who had upgraded their view and approved of the change. I looked at the drawings above the bed. Marker on paper in the bold oversaturated colours of someone who had been given a full set and had used all of them. Shapes that suggested things rather than depicting them. A large yellow circle that was probably the sun and possibly also a face. Several figures of varying sizes that may have been people or animals or both. What appeared to be a house. What appeared to be something flying.

Is that he? The next sheet had a drawing of Zog. "It's me?" – Zog asks in his head. -I think so. Goddess, it's magnificent. The next sheets were drawings of Lucifron smiling, Lucifron looking at the moon, Lucifron looking far away. So many of his drawings, until the blank pages appear. - Do you like it? – Gary asked from the bathroom entrance, where, wrapped in a towel, he was leaning against the doorpost with his arms crossed.

Leo cheered, skidding to a halt beside my chair and thrusting the paper right into my lap. I looked down at the drawing, a soft, involuntary smile breaking across my face. It was drawn in bold, vibrant colors. In the center was a stone castle with blue flags on the turrets. Standing in the grass out front were three stick-figure people holding hands. On the left was a figure with black hair in a red dress labeled Mommy. On the right was a broad figure colored in black crayon labeled Mr. Tyson. And right between them, holding both of their hands with a yellow smiley face, was a smaller figure labeled Leo.

I was sitting at my desk, staring blankly at an empty attendance sheet, my hand resting unconsciously over my belly. A tiny, soft rustle broke my daze. Yoshua was standing beside my desk. He hadn't made a sound approaching. He was wearing his oversized navy sweater, his dark, serious eyes tracking my face with that eerie, ancient intuition he always had. Without a word, he set a freshly colored sheet of paper onto the blotter. I blinked down at it. It was a crayon drawing of a warm, brick house with smoke curling out of the chimney. Inside the large front window, drawn in simple, bold stick figures, were three people holding hands: a tall man, a woman with long dark hair, and a tiny child in

Now, he saw more of these drawings on the paper. Hierro showed the paper to Iero. “This must be a letter or a verse to the moon goddess.” He answered. “Huh? Why?” Iero asked. Hierro pointed to Yuria and Reyan who are taking out the contents of the compartment that is made of stone. “These papers came from the moon goddess’ temple, so they should definitely be addressed to the moon goddess.” He explained. “I see!” Iero exclaimed in realization. Hierro looked back at the paper and looked at each character drawn. Three of them appeared the most. It was a drawing of a circle with many criss-crossed lines inside, followed by a horizontal number 3, and then scattered dots.

Were they just broken and hurting on the inside? Seeing the glee in the tormenter's eyes--she guessed it was more than that. They genuinely seemed to enjoy it. Jacob dropped the folder he'd been clutching onto for dear life and watched in horror as pieces of paper flew in every direction. On closer inspection, Jenna saw the pieces of paper were drawings. And they were amazing. It appeared to be a hand-drawn comic, inked in black and white, completed with speech bubbles and onomatopoeia. The characters looked like anime drawings, with cute faces and big eyes. They were gorgeous.

Still, her eyes seemed to read me more than I was comfortable with. — Good morning, Daddy! Look what I drew — Giulia said, holding up a colorful page filled with crooked shapes. — It’s you, me, and Isa! I stared at the drawing for a few seconds. Just lines and hearts. But something about it felt deeply symbolic. Three figures. Three. — It’s beautiful, sweetheart — I said, gently touching her head. — Isa looks very pretty in this drawing. Giulia smiled and looked at Isabella, who lowered her eyes, slightly flushed.