Nikau frowned as he was offered the paintbrush, but accepted it nonetheless. 'Are you sure?'
Sticking his tongue out, he crouched down to be at canvas height, and looked into the distance for some inspiration. Hesitating at first, he started to paint gentle, small brush strokes, trying to reproduce a pine tree in the distance. He looked at the real thing, and then back at his work. It looked nothing like the tree, as far as he was concerned.
'I'm sorry, it's rubbish,' he said.
Sticking his tongue out, he crouched down to be at canvas height, and looked into the distance for some inspiration. Hesitating at first, he started to paint gentle, small brush strokes, trying to reproduce a pine tree in the distance. He looked at the real thing, and then back at his work. It looked nothing like the tree, as far as he was concerned.
'I'm sorry, it's rubbish,' he said.
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Stand up and fight
Stand up and look into the light
Stand up and look into the light