and yes i've been changing. for me, not for you
With paint bottles and jars spread out in front of him, Oliver stared at the small stone in front of him.
It was dark in color and extremely smooth. It took him time to meticulously clean it and make sure it looked perfect.
While he knew little to nothing about this god, he knew he should offer towards Him. It would be best and seeing as the illness had come from where he lives, maybe he would complete the cure?
Whatever it was, Oliver was ready.
Taking the rock in hand, Oliver delicately plucked up a paintbrush and started painting. Flames and sparks were drawn, using his own fire for reference. The flames he drew were flickering and he tried to capture the glow, but it was hard since he didn't exactly have the next paint.
All was well and he had just finished it up. a picture of a flame delicately drawn on the smooth surface before he plucked up the water and-
Almost threw up, thankfully, not onto the stone.
Well.... guess that's what paintwater tastes like.
It was dark in color and extremely smooth. It took him time to meticulously clean it and make sure it looked perfect.
While he knew little to nothing about this god, he knew he should offer towards Him. It would be best and seeing as the illness had come from where he lives, maybe he would complete the cure?
Whatever it was, Oliver was ready.
Taking the rock in hand, Oliver delicately plucked up a paintbrush and started painting. Flames and sparks were drawn, using his own fire for reference. The flames he drew were flickering and he tried to capture the glow, but it was hard since he didn't exactly have the next paint.
All was well and he had just finished it up. a picture of a flame delicately drawn on the smooth surface before he plucked up the water and-
Almost threw up, thankfully, not onto the stone.
Well.... guess that's what paintwater tastes like.
smile for the camera, it's just a shot in the dark
