“In the rays of beauty, our world shines... but inspiration comes and goes... do the colors fade... or do we... lose our vision and grip in the hour of need?” Camistella read a few lines from some exotic poetry, the rhymes of which, apparently, could not be clearly translated into a foreign language. “Greetings, Master Phainant. It is regrettable to see you so disheartened. May I be of any assistance? Your art should flow like a cornucopia, illuminating our city with its beauty!”
By the high standards of Camistella, the famous Enlian artist looked rather unremarkable. But, as is known, sometimes the creations of a living being compensate for its shortcomings. Every talent has the right to shine! That is what talent is for...