The DressmakerThe Dressmaker.
I breathed a sigh of relief as the door to my studio closed for the final time. I was done Finished. At last. All the girl's dresses were measured, adjusted and fitted, and off with their respective new owners. All the men's tuxes the same. Though making adjustments for EmeraldNight's dragonic wings had taxed even my design skills.
All the same I was pleased with my efforts. Most of my clients had been humans though, like Jillian, our local witch. Even though they had no familiar animal attributes, I had no idea they came in such a range of shapes and sizes. From my point of view, many of them appeared to be utter giants. But I hoped... Oh how I hoped, that it was my designs and not the strange creatures wearing them, that would be the talk of the Prom.
I lifted my spectacles off my snout and rubbed at my tired eyes. I put the glasses on the workbench in front of me. The place where I created my des
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Favourite style of art: realistic
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