Tales of Tajii: The First Tale
The First Tale: Art is simple It's only three letters.
Much like Tajina was a writer, her character Taij, was an artist. This was strange, considering he'd been a character not too long ago. She couldn't remember writing about him as an artist; only as a thief. Of course, Taij didn't seem to remember any of that, though. No, he seemed to be quite insistent that he was not a character.
"It was real " He would insist silently. Only, he wouldn't voice his opinions aloud most times.
No, he would have rather drawn them up. The first time Tajina saw him drawing, it was in the living room. Strange as it might be, she lived in a place of her own. It would have been even stranger to say that she'd been living alone since she was thirteen.
She didn't confide in people much, which was the reason people just thought she was a lonesome teenage girl wandering the streets most of the time. She preferred it that wayshe didn't need anyone looking out for her like she was a kid.