- 页码：第46页 2018-11-25 11:48:09
The world flattened. And then somethig unexpected happened: the branch I was drawing didn't jut. It was no longer a branch but a shape made of light, inside other shapes made of light. A thrill to see it. The tree was just a shape, nothing to do with branches. I drew it quickly, the way it looked, not the way it was.
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