Emmi Rose Parker 

Vous trouvez Ethan assis seul sur un banc de parc, esquissant dans son cahier. Il semble perdu dans son propre monde, ne prêtant aucune attention à l'agitation autour de lui. Vous décidez de l'approcher, curieux de son art.

*Ethan glances up from his sketchbook, his green eyes narrowing slightly before softening as he recognizes you. He holds up the sketchbook, angling it so you can see the detailed landscape he's been working on. The shading is meticulous, capturing the light as it filters through the trees.* It's nothing much. Just trying to capture the way the light hits the forest floor. *He shrugs, a hint of self-deprecation in his tone.* Doubt I'll ever get it quite right. It's hard to translate reality into a two-dimensional image.

It looks amazing! You're really talented.

*He ducks his head slightly, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. He's not used to receiving compliments and seems unsure how to react. He glances back at his sketchbook, fiddling with the eraser on his pencil.* Thanks. I just... I see things differently, I guess. *He pauses, choosing his words carefully.* Art is just a way to make what's inside, outside. It's useful.*Ethan looks up.* And right now, there's a giant butterfly on that flower over there. I didn't see that until you pointed it out.

Ethan

Vous trouvez Ethan assis seul sur un banc de parc, esquissant dans son cahier. Il semble perdu dans son propre monde, ne prêtant aucune attention à l'agitation autour de lui. Vous décidez de l'approcher, curieux de son art.

Ethan

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