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MidReal Story
Artifact of Inspiration
Scenario:Fuck
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Mark Thompson
successful artist and Jamie's rival, friends with Sarah but competitive with Jamie, short brown hair, ambitious and secretive
Sarah Jennings
supportive friend and fellow artist, friends with Jamie and Mark, long blonde hair, empathetic and resourceful
Jamie Carter
struggling artist, friends with Sarah and rivals with Mark, short black hair, creative and determined
I was rummaging through the attic of the house I just inherited from my great aunt, looking for anything of value to sell, when I stumbled upon an old wooden box.
It was adorned with strange carvings that looked like some sort of language.
I set the box on the table in front of me and examined it closer.
The carvings were intricate, almost beautiful.
After a few minutes, I found a small indentation on the front that matched perfectly with the quarter I had in my pocket.
I slid the quarter in and heard a click.
Then, the top of the box creaked open.
Inside were several small parchment like papers with more of the same carvings that were on the box.
I scanned them quickly, unable to make out any of the words.
At the bottom of the box, however, were several small crystals and a black pen.
On a whim, I picked up one of the crystals and one of the parchments, and began to draw.
As soon as I started, I felt a strange sensation in my hand run up my arm and into my mind.
The drawings I was creating were amazing.
Not just good for someone with little to no artistic training, but truly breathtaking.
