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"Everything is just simple shapes, children. Stack and overlap rectangles, circles, ovals and triangles and you can draw anything."
He drew three boxes atop one another, added a few circles and ovals. Somehow the shapes became a tree.
"A human being is incredibly complex and yet you can draw a human figure with just a few ovals."
As if by magic, the rough outline of a human appeared on the white paper.
"And then, you just flesh your drawing out."
Dawn watched the teacher with narrowed eyes. Creating a person from nothing… was this how the monks had created her?