Dawn’s POV

There was a precious number of experiences and feelings that would ever come close to having your art inspected. I tried to breathe normally, as much as possible, as my eyes followed the piercing gaze of the various judges and examiners as they walked around our art piece.

There were no marks or signs on the marble flooring of the various artworks and project pieces having been dragged through the place, which told me that they had brought it in early ...