It's weekend and that means it's time for another snippet. The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to post six sentence snippets of their work each weekend. This weekend my snippet is from The Artist's Masquerade again, but much earlier in the story. We're in Flavian's point of view, and even as his artist's mind is contemplating the beauty of the royal garden, he's also despairing at how complicated his situation is. (And it is more than six sentences this weekend. Sorry!)
He walked to one of the bushes and cupped a large bloom in his hand. The rose was a brilliant, true purple.
Forget sketching, the rose garden deserved painting, and again he cursed the need to leave everything behind when he fled. It had pained him to do so, but it would have been far too difficult to bring his supplies. He consoled himself again that he could buy new. Soon, he would buy new. And then he would paint the garden, even though he would have to do it from memory by then.
He stroked a finger over the velvety petals of the rose. How would he even mix such a vivid, saturated hue? He’d thought that a lot since he arrived in Tournai. But the colors were so much more intense in Tournai than they were at home. Everything was more intense.
Everything was more uncertain than he’d expected it to be.
Thanks for stopping by, and don't forget to check out the Rainbow Snippets group page on Facebook for many more great snippets. Hope it's warmer where you are than it is here this weekend. It feels more like January than April!
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