Today on Microdosing our prompt is DRAWING!
Write a story in 50 words!
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His wrinkled hands shook as he pressed the pencil to the paper. A couple of scribbles poured out of the tip, but soon the sketching picked up pace and a features of a woman came to life on the page.
Tears bursted from his eyes. He pressed a fist to his temple.
"Who are you?"
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Her fingers ached, her wrist had cramped up and for what? A mess of graphite smudges that looked nothing like the swaying homunculus before her. Why couldn’t he keep still? “You will do me justice, won’t you?” he stammered. “Of course, dear”, she replied before snapping the pencil in two.
The day was drawing near. “So close! So close!” her mind whispered whenever her thoughts turned that way. “Who will I become?” she asked herself almost every day. Her wedding gown pooled satin at her feet. She stared into her reflection, nodded, then turned to the seamstress: “Return this, please.”