The next week, the teacher instructed us to cut a photo out of a magazine and draw around it.
I found a picture of a white car and glued it into my sketch of another long road with mountains.
The next week, we were experimenting with ink and quill pens. This time, I didn't draw a road with mountains.
I decided to draw a bird. I didn't know what kind it was, it was just a small generic bird.
I wanted to add more elements to it, I drew a window, a table underneath it, and an oil lamp beside it.
My teacher walked up to me and looked at my drawing. " interesting, why is the bird inside?"
" I don't know, it's what my body told me to draw."
I thought that's what inspiration was.
Didn't everyone feel that way?
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Cursed With Talent
Fanfiction" I just draw what my body tells me to, isn't that how inspiration works? I thought everyone felt that way." _________________________________________ 🚫 NO QUIRKS AU 🚫
