07-29-2026, 01:15 AM
Aine settled next to the girl, looking out at the university grounds with her. She tried to calm her mind, so that this stranger didn't realize she was nervous about this interaction. As far as she knew, she and her Nan were the only ones in Carbury who could use their power, but her grandmother had said there were many across the globe who could. It was exciting to meet someone who could do this too. If she approached it right, she might make a friend today. But, with the world the way it was, there was a lot of uncertainty too.
The young woman next to her explained that she had recently broken an addiction, and that she would be all right with time. Before Aine could off advice, she continued, introducing herself as Rachel, and asking what she was drawing. "Oh!" She drew her eye brows down a bit and scratched her head. "I'm not sure if you could call it 'drawing.'" She laughed. "I'm Aine. I just started the Studio Arts program here as a graduate student. I know a thing or two about change bringing up big feelings too."
She reached into her bag and pulled out her sketchbook again. It felt strange to show someone doodles as their first introduction to her art, but it was all she had today. "Classes started not long ago, I still haven't unpacked my things, and I'm busy trying to stay on top of my studies and keep in touch with everyone back home in Ireland...I just needed a moment to step out and...I don't know...let my pencil wander with my mind." Opening the pad of paper, she showed the first page of scratching. Well, it felt like scratching, compared to her projects, but the swirls and shading her just as intentional. Just a bit chaotic.
The young woman next to her explained that she had recently broken an addiction, and that she would be all right with time. Before Aine could off advice, she continued, introducing herself as Rachel, and asking what she was drawing. "Oh!" She drew her eye brows down a bit and scratched her head. "I'm not sure if you could call it 'drawing.'" She laughed. "I'm Aine. I just started the Studio Arts program here as a graduate student. I know a thing or two about change bringing up big feelings too."
She reached into her bag and pulled out her sketchbook again. It felt strange to show someone doodles as their first introduction to her art, but it was all she had today. "Classes started not long ago, I still haven't unpacked my things, and I'm busy trying to stay on top of my studies and keep in touch with everyone back home in Ireland...I just needed a moment to step out and...I don't know...let my pencil wander with my mind." Opening the pad of paper, she showed the first page of scratching. Well, it felt like scratching, compared to her projects, but the swirls and shading her just as intentional. Just a bit chaotic.