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       Day by day
       By: Mannix Date: March 9, 2018, 3:22 pm
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       There was so much to do in a daily life., now that he was
       settling into things. Everyday he taught Petra more, readng and
       writing but also how to speak beter and how to do little things.
       He started working on an idea for a new book. He was still
       looking for inspiration and in the meantime sketched for an hour
       or so every day, drawing the things he saw, the people, the
       city. He worked, not just to keep up, but to develop other
       styles, try new things, become more than he already was.
       He was also working on becoming more in other ways. He knew
       there were ways to tell more about a person than he could see
       easily. So as he walked and saw the city, he would stop and
       draw, or drink something for show and cncentrate of random
       people, looking at them and using blood. It was so close.
       Sometimes he almost could swear he saw something. But he would
       not be discouraged. He would figure this out. He also had
       started to work harder on his sword work. Not just on beng
       better but faster. Each time he struck the wood post, he thought
       faster, faster. each time lunging forward or moving just a
       little faster. Just to work on it, he did a few art pieces that
       way too, trying to use his blood powered gift to draw and pain
       faster, to create faster.
       His walks had been good and he started to talk to the merchants
       in the area, asking them for tidbits, sharing stories, trying to
       make them feel at home with him(even if he had to use his
       presence to do so.) Hopefully he could soon depend on them to
       bring his rumors and news from around the city.
       There was still so much to do. But he had only been back a
       little while.
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