✏️ Day 9 – Kites in the Sky I ran to the terrace with my pencil today. Before I knew it, the page was full of kites— red ones racing, blue ones tumbling, yellow ones stretching their tails like dancing birds.
I added one more kite, string tied to my wrist. The wind tugged gently, and I smiled. For a moment, I wasn’t sketching anymore. I was flying.
✨ Close your eyes, pick a place, let your pencil draw it.
✏️ Day 8 – The Shiny City I closed my eyes and my pencil ran ahead of me. When I opened them, a city glowed on the page. Towers rose taller than mountains, cars buzzed like fireflies, windows blinked like stars that forgot the sky.
For a moment I felt so small— a dot among a thousand lights. But then, a smile spread across my face. Even a dot can shine when it belongs to the city of dreams.
Penguin Pose I drew a penguin today, neat as a gentleman, with a bowtie that almost made him wink. He stood so still on the page that I couldn’t resist— I sketched myself right beside him.
Now we looked like two friends, ready for a photograph that only a pencil could click. The air felt colder, but my heart felt warmer.
