Escaping Tethoris Page #6

I wrote this is show case a fictional view of reality. The plot line is based on a childs mind and their perspectice of hop, joy, and difference. I wonder the lonleness of myselfthough Jason to attatch this sense of connection to the audience. His story has no soft edges, just like mine.

• Fiction

								

the end of his bed was a desk against the wall, he searched for something to
find an escape, and there it was a blank black sketchbook. This quality was of
leather, and it had a tail wrapping around it to hold it closed. Opening it he
looked for a pencil in the drawers and found one.

He began to draw, making the world a place he would live. Making the world
his masterpiece where all different people lived and he wasn’t the only one
with flaws. Jason was not alone anymore.
Sitting for hours on end at a table, filled with anger, sadness, confusion, he
made his first-ever character, he called him Damion
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