She let the world consume her. The familiar sound of pencil on paper, the focus of creation. Beauty was out… — Brandon Sanderson
She let the world consume her. The familiar sound of pencil on paper, the focus of creation. Beauty was out there, all around. To create art was not to capture it, but to participate in it.
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