DONE ✔️

The Art Show.

A Few Hours Later...
The Art Show.
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"Woah." I mumbled to myself as I walked through the door of the art building.

God please tell me I don't look as stressed as I feel right now.

I'd followed Savannah's directions and had landed in the art building where her show was to be. I was late of course and had actually missed her hello and thank you speech according to River who kept texting me.

But I'm sure she didn't notice.

I hadn't missed the actual auction so that was good.

Everyone seemed to now be wondering around the rather large and two level establishment, drinking champagne and admiring the art that was framed all around.

Every few feet around the building on the white covered walls were drawings and sketches, paintings and oil pastel creations. Savannah had painted and sketched in a rather large art book that she had found on our last six months of adventure. A few days after everyone had left.

She'd spent hours and sometimes even days sitting and sketching, other times she'd find somewhere quiet and create from the image she remembered in her head.

She was very, very talented.

All of her creations had now been framed, making all of them look so beautiful and safisticated.

Each one she'd created to perfection, showing through her eyes what Arcatia was like... What our home looked like when we were there months after the distraction took place.

It probably looked worse now, but with every piece of art that I looked at, the more memories that kept flooding through...