Closed Art Brings Us Together

[Elizabeth Hale]

Beth loved being in the gardens. They were so peaceful- and they gave her a chance to work on her art. She was curled up under a tree now, sketching a little patch of flowers. She'd been working on it for a little while, intensely focused, when she heard a rustle. She glanced up, expecting it to be a breeze. Instead, she was pleasantly surprised to see the cutest little green dragon curling up under the flowers she was drawing. It was squeaking in content. Beth smiled, turning back to her work, pencil flying as she rushed to add the little cutie to her drawing.

 

[Gaia Athanasiou]

Gaia had been taking a walk, wanting to find something out in the gardens to sketch. She'd had her miniature dragon Clover with her as she usually did, only it was a few seconds ago that she'd noticed the creature gone and horror had engulfed her body. "Cloverr, where are youu?" She called out, peeking under bushes and plants trying to find her. If she'd lost Clover she'd never forgive herself. Gaia was still trying to find the little dragon when she stumbled upon a girl drawing something. Hesitating for a bit she stood there awkwardly until it was clear that it'd be smart to ask if the girl had seen her dragon. "Hi, sorry, you haven't happened to see a miniature Welsh green dragon about this small come by?" Gaia spoke hesitantly, showing about the size of Clover with her hands. "She usually likes to nap under plants." She wasn't good at talking to people, but she needed to find her dragon.