Sometime in mid october, after a particular conversation, an envelope is left at the door. It is not marked, nor is it signed. Within, folded neatly, is a single somewhat large sheet of drawing paper, depicting a single subject, with three words.
The subject of this sketch is one Alice Dyer, as she appeared at the Gala. She is terrified but is, curiously, not depicted wearing one of Mendel's masks; instead, Ms. Dyer is caught in the act of retrieving a blue sword from her dress, with the cloth hiked up over her leg, half-looking at the viewer of the sketch. The blade is the only element of this piece that has any color, though it is not quite the sword Jean was holding - the blade is straighter, shorter, done in another style. And yet the color is exactly the same, rendered in blends of chalk that must have taken hours to get right.
At the bottom of the paper, three words: She needs help.
The art style is unmistakably Jean's; the picture could go on Fever's wall and never be noticed as anything different, save for the color.
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A Letter | October | Probably Not A Thread
The subject of this sketch is one Alice Dyer, as she appeared at the Gala. She is terrified but is, curiously, not depicted wearing one of Mendel's masks; instead, Ms. Dyer is caught in the act of retrieving a blue sword from her dress, with the cloth hiked up over her leg, half-looking at the viewer of the sketch. The blade is the only element of this piece that has any color, though it is not quite the sword Jean was holding - the blade is straighter, shorter, done in another style. And yet the color is exactly the same, rendered in blends of chalk that must have taken hours to get right.
At the bottom of the paper, three words: She needs help.
The art style is unmistakably Jean's; the picture could go on Fever's wall and never be noticed as anything different, save for the color.