Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Hey, don’t downplay your abilities. Your works speak volumes of your talent. Why else do you think I sought your counsel?”

Evidently touched by Camden’s earnest solicitation of her expertise, Sabrina offered, “Very well, Camden. I shall gladly impart my insights.”

It dawned on Sabrina that Camden had specifically requested her input.

Could it be that Camden harbored reservations about the opinions of the other assistant directors?

“Just speak out.”

Sabrina’s gaze was riveted to the monitor, her finger deftly selecting a character on the screen before delicately encircling it. “Observe here,” she began, her voice laced with discerning precision.

of fatigue, reflecting the urgency of his stop. Ideally, his legs should momentarily step out and then retract swiftly, while the upper torso Leans backward, accentuating the inertia at play. Additionally, this elder

Sabrina pinpointed various nuances that

and thought for a while. Then he looked at Sabrina with appreciation

a command to the crew outside, “Hold your positions momentarily. Let’s repeat

crew members were momentarily bewildered, hastily returning props to their designated

Camden added as he set down the

they commenced shooting once

actors and actresses displayed their expertise, executing their roles

initiated the playback once more, his nod of approval signifying his

It has

and inquired,