The art competition was under way. Artists had started at first light, sketching their master pieces on the closed road. The crowds had gathered, stopping to stare, talk and point. The judges made the rounds, muttering to themselves.
Jason sat back from his grizzly bear holding a rainbow tuna. He had finished and felt, with a glance at the nearest paintings, that he was in with a good chance of winning. And what a prize! A nice payout, his paintings in the gallery and a boost to his name.
The judges came by and Jason held his breath whilst they decided.
(Inspired by; https://bikurgurl.com/2018/08/22/100-word-wednesday-week-85/ with thanks).
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