Happy Life
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- You draw quickly, even for a talented artist. Are you a genius? Or is this just normal for you? I can't draw myself, but theoretically, it seems like it should take a long time. You probably wouldn't gain much from attending art school.
Visually analyzes the two-dimensional creation.
- Shiris... Shiris... Oh! - he taps his fist against his palm. - Osiris! Yes, yes, that definitely makes sense... - he nods thoughtfully, pleased with his linguistic discovery. - Hmm, what were you talking about? Oh, right. We shouldn't dismiss that possibility; anything is possible in our world. But this hypothesis can also be scaled down and applied more locally - perhaps the costume was simply brought in by some foreign merchant from afar and then spread throughout Calcite. Perhaps theologians or astrologers even have some kind of rule of thumb on this topic, something along the lines of "don't explain something with extraterrestrial influence when it can be explained by foreign influence." Although, you know, it's more likely that their rule is the opposite, because in that format, it also increases their own importance. I think the key to the solution lies in understanding the very nature of the connection between rabbits and luck. Perhaps there used to be some superstitions related to this, something like "seeing a rabbit in the morning forest brings good luck." Therefore, we can confirm or refute the extraterrestrial hypothesis by confirming or refuting the trade-related, local hypothesis. But that's a task for state-funded scientists. As for the drawing, I must say that you've once again managed to play with perspective quite well. When I look at it, I get the feeling that it's about to crush me, but that feeling is still not strong enough to overshadow the upper half of the canvas, which is more detailed and illuminated, and thus seems to pull me out of the heavy water into which I am plunging headfirst," he adds after a pause. "...however, it's strange that this Shiris doesn't have ears. Is this just your vision, or is she always depicted this way? Maybe that merchant dropped her ears in the quicksand? We'll never know the whole truth.
Visually analyzes the two-dimensional creation.
- Shiris... Shiris... Oh! - he taps his fist against his palm. - Osiris! Yes, yes, that definitely makes sense... - he nods thoughtfully, pleased with his linguistic discovery. - Hmm, what were you talking about? Oh, right. We shouldn't dismiss that possibility; anything is possible in our world. But this hypothesis can also be scaled down and applied more locally - perhaps the costume was simply brought in by some foreign merchant from afar and then spread throughout Calcite. Perhaps theologians or astrologers even have some kind of rule of thumb on this topic, something along the lines of "don't explain something with extraterrestrial influence when it can be explained by foreign influence." Although, you know, it's more likely that their rule is the opposite, because in that format, it also increases their own importance. I think the key to the solution lies in understanding the very nature of the connection between rabbits and luck. Perhaps there used to be some superstitions related to this, something like "seeing a rabbit in the morning forest brings good luck." Therefore, we can confirm or refute the extraterrestrial hypothesis by confirming or refuting the trade-related, local hypothesis. But that's a task for state-funded scientists. As for the drawing, I must say that you've once again managed to play with perspective quite well. When I look at it, I get the feeling that it's about to crush me, but that feeling is still not strong enough to overshadow the upper half of the canvas, which is more detailed and illuminated, and thus seems to pull me out of the heavy water into which I am plunging headfirst," he adds after a pause. "...however, it's strange that this Shiris doesn't have ears. Is this just your vision, or is she always depicted this way? Maybe that merchant dropped her ears in the quicksand? We'll never know the whole truth.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
