Fill Challenge 124, Original, Lemy'es
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Got me half of my wordcount for today!
Ranika settled in on the stool before the immense drafting table. She organized her paints and pens on a small table beside it and on a second, larger one was a pile of maps, books, and notes. Measurements, grids, contours, color swatches and pigment notes, even dried plants and bits of stone and small jars of sand were crammed into the space to refer to as she worked.
She put her hands on the edge of the drafting table and looked over what she had done thusfar to determine where she should pick up next. Carefully she arranged the notes she needed and pulled some of the dried plants and rocks to the edge. Her fingers walked over a selection of brushes before picking one and dipping it daintily in the water before loading the brush with pigment from a pan and turning to the large paper stretched before her. Delicate strokes and washes, layer upon layer to bring out just the right tone and luminosity. She picked up the mal stick with her off hand and pressed gently upon the paper to support her brush hand as she traced the line of a river as it wound across the landscape.
Ranika settled in on the stool before the immense drafting table. She organized her paints and pens on a small table beside it and on a second, larger one was a pile of maps, books, and notes. Measurements, grids, contours, color swatches and pigment notes, even dried plants and bits of stone and small jars of sand were crammed into the space to refer to as she worked.
She put her hands on the edge of the drafting table and looked over what she had done thusfar to determine where she should pick up next. Carefully she arranged the notes she needed and pulled some of the dried plants and rocks to the edge. Her fingers walked over a selection of brushes before picking one and dipping it daintily in the water before loading the brush with pigment from a pan and turning to the large paper stretched before her. Delicate strokes and washes, layer upon layer to bring out just the right tone and luminosity. She picked up the mal stick with her off hand and pressed gently upon the paper to support her brush hand as she traced the line of a river as it wound across the landscape.