Dark Edge Village

He had to start again. Not that his first attempt was bad, it wasn't good either though. Passable might be the best word. Thinking a change of scenery might be in order Daisuke made his way to the small pond that he had taken to visiting of late.

Sitting on the edge of the pond he set aside the supplies he carried and closed his eyes, trying to get a proper mental image before he began carving. It wasn't working.