Sakuramoria

The curious Barbarian decided to sneak a peek at this lesson as well. Tired of waiting for someone to finally draw something, Refiteya was flipping through an album of various classic paintings, wondering what she herself would draw if she didn't spend all her energy on this month's task.
"Probably some kind of battle scene. Snow, blizzard, gunpowder smoke... Refiteyan soldiers, fearlessly fighting the enemy. Against the Dithil, for example. The wind is so strong that it chills even the warmest heart of a soldier, but that only works in our favor; they're used to it. Victory is just around the corner."
The girl imagined something like this in her mind:



"But, of course, it would be difficult to draw all these people, horses... And it's not very interesting... Maybe if there was more snow in the picture, it would be easier?"
Flipping through the album further, Varya glanced and was simply amazed.
"Wow! Here it is, my painting! The Imperial army is fighting the Dithil during a strong blizzard! Let's see, what's it called?"



"White Square... Strange, but okay. So, it's still a different painting..."

— Oh, what do we have here, a self-portrait? Very unexpected, few newcomers dare to depict themselves. Great!

It was indeed unexpected, but even stranger was seeing a price tag hanging at the bottom of the painting.
— Are you selling it?