[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Originally Posted by tinyalienkid

andwin lee
@Sasukewolf (madness)

yawning, a young male pulled a sketchbook from a satchel held over his shoulder. he rubbed his nose, sniffing quietly and grabbing a sharpened pencil. the boy, by the age of twenty-seven, was an artist who lived within the city of erie, located in pennsylvania. he went by the name of andwin lee, and stood tall at the height of six foot. andwin was an artist, spending his free time going out into the city and sketching anything he found unique and beautiful. his hair was short and wavy, dyed a jet black to contrast against his pale skin. freckles dotted his nose while a soft smile curled upon his thin lips. andwin wore a baby blue sweatshirt, black jeans and white converse, also having a brown leather satchel that carried his artistic belongings. for jewelry, the male wore a necklace that held a small locket passed down from his mother and a
tiny gauge that pierced his left ear.

a sigh breached his lips as he began to sketch the scene of the park around him, settled on a bench and watching snow drift to the ground. his gloves, which had the fingers cut off, rustled against the sketchbook's paper as he quickly drew every detail to the best of his ability, wanting to work on his realism. with a small snort, andwin removed a long, black scarf from his satchel and wrapped it around his neck, shielding his nose and mouth from the cold. normally, nobody who was smart would be outside in such cold temperatures, but andwin was determined to sketch one thing from the park each day. some may call him insane, others would smile with an expression of interest towards his determination. there was no in between.

make an adjustment here, shade that in, fix that line- it's too curvy. he went through this routine everyday, sketching and then fixing before he did the final lineart. once finished with the adjustments, andwin put his sketchbook away in favor of allowing his fingers to warm up. snow fell into his hair, creating quite a contrast between the white and black pigment. this was going to be a long winter, he could tell. it had only begun to be officially winter a month ago, and snow already covered the ground and added to the icy temperature.

Anapos wolfheart
Suddenly a sound of a camera can be heard, it came from a interesting looking man, and that sound came from the camera he held straight towards Andwin. His hair black and messy as his clothes and his eyes as green as emeralds, he suddenly blushes a bit realizing what he just did.
“ Oh! Forgive me, you just looked so stunning I just had to capture it... it’s quite rare to see a beautiful lad like you.. names Anapos and again forgive me.” He Says in a rather husky voice but thick with His British roots.
Anapos was a student in a university nearby, a rather interesting man. His work has already made it big and in many art shows and even animal companies yet he somehow has remind hidden from this. He doesn’t take jobs and just does what he feels is best really. A man with a soul that can’t stop but today was quite unlikely from the usually quiet guy.
He wasn’t the type of guy to simply stop and take a picture of someone since his work didn’t go around people yet somehow he ended up taking a picture of him. He could’ve just moved on and look for something more him yet .. he took a picture of him. He did had his eye on him when he saw him and out of pure instinct... he took a picture. Now the normally cool headed and quiet man, was blushing out of embarrassment over what he just did. He rubs the back of his head and looks at him “ .... would you like to see it? .... the picture I took?” He asks shyly unsure if that’s what he’s supposed to say! This is his first time talking to someone outside of his job! Yet he took a picture! He felt like such a fool and for some reason his heart skipped a beat.