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Clothilde was frustrated beyond measure. She had committed herself to this project and needed the commission, but all creative skill had vaporized and she was left sucking on her pencil feeling panicked.

Staring out of the window she allowed her hand to wander over the empty page and, looking down, found it changed from white to black.

With no particular aim, she reached for a putty eraser and slowly began to rub out fine lines and patterns then, having doodled a little, went to make coffee.
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Returning to the table she found the image of her beloved Mama,smiling encouragingly.

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