sacrifice what you are for what you can become
Longheat had come to its inevitable close, giving way to the beautiful colors and cold winds of Leafchange. The Artist Sanctuary's hall was quieter than usual that night, though it was still relatively active with people browsing the displayed art or a few painters working on their own pieces. If Henry could paint, he would try to capture the essence of the season's change; the way the world adjusted to and deteriorated with the weather. However, he hadn't the knack for that kind of art. As much as he loved to paint, his canvases often ended up muddled.
So, Henry stood behind a hastily set up table. He was wearing a long-sleeved button up (unbuttoned) with a white undershirt and a pair of well-worn pants, having every intention of looking casual. Tonight, he would be creating something that he was actually good at. Strewn all across the wooden surface before him were wax paper, glue, wires, and a few other miscellaneous things. It might've appeared as one big mess; a bunch of objects that didn't go together but, they did.
Leafchange was when the Festival of Lights took place and he wanted to have his lantern ready for it. He'd attended the huge event for many years now. And every year, he would make his own and his younger brother's lanterns. If he did say so himself, he perfected the art of lantern-crafting.
Everything was ready to go. Henry leaned both his hands down on the surface of the table. With a welcoming, charming smile he looked around the room. He was hopeful that there would be people who wanted some help making their lanterns. He'd never done this before but, it was sure to be a fun success. Since no one came up right away - perhaps they were shy - Henry used a pocketknife he often kept handy to cut the wax paper into sheets. Perhaps if he looked busy, someone would get curious and meander over.
So, Henry stood behind a hastily set up table. He was wearing a long-sleeved button up (unbuttoned) with a white undershirt and a pair of well-worn pants, having every intention of looking casual. Tonight, he would be creating something that he was actually good at. Strewn all across the wooden surface before him were wax paper, glue, wires, and a few other miscellaneous things. It might've appeared as one big mess; a bunch of objects that didn't go together but, they did.
Leafchange was when the Festival of Lights took place and he wanted to have his lantern ready for it. He'd attended the huge event for many years now. And every year, he would make his own and his younger brother's lanterns. If he did say so himself, he perfected the art of lantern-crafting.
Everything was ready to go. Henry leaned both his hands down on the surface of the table. With a welcoming, charming smile he looked around the room. He was hopeful that there would be people who wanted some help making their lanterns. He'd never done this before but, it was sure to be a fun success. Since no one came up right away - perhaps they were shy - Henry used a pocketknife he often kept handy to cut the wax paper into sheets. Perhaps if he looked busy, someone would get curious and meander over.
HENRY
