Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 756 Who Dares Call Me A Fraud

This time, the unkempt man didn’t push the brush away. Instead, he accepted it with a

nod.

Just like before, the crowd hushed, their anticipation palpable in the air.

But unlike his previous display of wild fervor, he now embodied the epitome of concentration, his every stroke deliberate, every line filled with purpose.

As time ticked by, the initially raucous and skeptical crowd began to fall silent, their disdain giving way to rapt attention.

They were all staring, eyes wide, mouths agape at the unfolding masterpiece before them.

Thirty minutes had passed, and the canvas was already half–filled. Even to the untrained eye, it was clear the man was painting an “Eagle on a Tree.”

What was more, he had somehow captured that distinctive artistic conception synonymous with Emerentius‘ work.

This was no small feat, considering the complexity and uniqueness of Emerentius‘ style.

An eerie silence had enveloped the crowd.

The man continued his work, unbothered by the awe he had inspired.

Another half hour slipped by, and finally, the man ceased his brushwork.

focused solely on the central part of the drawing paper leaving the periphery.

he had rendered a complete and breathtaking “Eagle on

Tree.”

his voice cutting through the stunned

of the revelation, was snapped back to reality by

Is indeed Mr. Emerentius!

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clap, clap, clap!

broke out, a spontaneous symphony of admiration and

perception of the unkempt

Emerentius! But did you listen? No! And now, here we are. You can’t deny the evidence in front of your eyes,” one onlooker crowed

artistic essence is unmistakable. Such talent cannot be mimicked easily,”

you lot were nothing more than jesters, completely oblivious to the true essence of art. The first painting was a clear reflection of the master’s stream of consciousness. You were all blind

selling the clothes you’re wearing? Their natural look has really caught my

from the crew–cut man, began to

none wanting to be branded the

watching this unfold, couldn’t help but feel a

respect for the unkept man.

had always seemed an insurmountable challenge, yet here it was,