Semi-Random Reflections

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An excerpt from my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest

Isabelle studies her sketch of her newly-found mother. It feels almost unearthly to finally draw the woman who’s stayed a mystery for so long. She still can’t get the eyebrows quite right, though. There’s also too much empty space beside her, demanding a sketch of her still-unknown father.

Isabelle lowers the pencil to sketch how she imagines he looks, but fantasy would look wrong next to reality. She forces herself to start the circle for the face, but stops halfway. In the end she turns the semi-circle into a question mark and puts down the pencil.