Friday Fiction: Yva, The Formative Years.
Yva draws a picture of a man she once loved. She hums as she works. Her pencil recaptures the beauty of his face, the hard lines and planes that made him so handsome. It is a good picture; it is detailed, and well shaded. She managed to get his smile right, that half lip tilt [...]
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