Book 2: Starting Over; Chapter 8: The Romanized Nunas

Olaf and Dori Nuna paid their fair share of labor towards the upper class and religious buildings and then settled down to make a home of their own.

At first, as they were wondering how they should earn their living in the new world, they contemplated farming.

However, their oldest child Linda went wild the first time she came across painting supplies in the convent.

“Mom, Mom, look at this!” Linda said, splashing paint onto a canvas to resemble a flower.

“Your daughter is very artistically talented,” Mother Serenity said, coming up behind Dori and Linda. “Would you be interested in allowing her to contribute to the art world? I believe, one day, her paintings will be highly coveted.”

Dori talked the suggestion over with her husband, and the next day, the entire family paid Mother Serenity a visit.

“Will you show us how to make art easels, paint brushes, and paints?” Olaf asked. “Our entire family would love to learn how to make paintings.”

Mother Serenity agreed, and the Nunas set out on the journey of an artist family. The road was not easy, and Olaf and Dori had little time themselves to devote to learning their trade. Olaf was busy cleaning the house and serving food and taking care of their littler children, and Dori was busy taking care of herself to make sure she didn’t pass out, which was easy to do with her pregnancies.

Linda got the most practice for the first few years, and her paintings were the only ones that sold during that time. Since she adored painting more than the rest of them and had more time to devote to it, this made sense, but it didn’t bring as much income to the family as they had hoped.

Linda’s ultimate goal was to paint something worthy of being displayed in the Emperor’s home and something worthy of being displayed in the Cathedral. She had never set foot into either building, but she imagined that they were even prettier than the sanctuary of the convent.

So the young girl practiced her artwork every day, keeping her dream in mind.

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