Drabble: One Sky, Many Faces

The response to July’s prompt ‘sky’.

Genre: slice of life

~One Sky, Many Faces~

When people called her for a job, it could only mean one thing.

She was going to paint someone a gorgeous piece of sky.

People wondered how she could just paint skies. Wasn’t it boring? Why not try something else? Don’t be a one-trick pony. You can’t earn money drawing just one thing.

Three years on, and she had silenced those questions. Take that! Ye of little faith, and observation skills.

The homeowner led her upstairs to the second son’s bedroom, already emptied of every loose item. She prepared her palette, chose one wall, and started to paint.

The sky had so many faces. The clear blue smile of a cloudless day, the solemn shades of grey when it rained, the colourful celebration at sunset, and she loved every one of them.

And that was just the beginning.

Layer by layer, she turned the room into a hideout in the clouds. To finish, she painted smaller clouds that looked like different animals in different lighting.

Two weeks later, she received a call from the homeowner’s friend. This time, it was a request to paint a school wall.

“I can draw anything I want?”

“Yes.”

“What about the sky?”

“That would be lovely.”

“I’ll take the job.”

She already had ten different ideas floating around in her head. By the time she was done with that wall, it was going to look out of this world.

~End~

Related stories: One Sky, Many Faces | Contract Job | All in the Mind

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