October Prompts

Belltryna is posed as a goddess of harvest for artists to take inspiration from. She contemplates the significance of her position.

 I sigh dramatically and can hear someone huff behind their canvas and another person gasp and start sketching furiously. Happy to help and hinder. But anyone that buys my modeling knows that. I don’t come cheap after all. 

Especially not for “themes”. I hate themes. Why must I dress up to your liking? I should be able to present however I please! I am here to inspire you after all! I should be able to use my own creativity for that.

“Madame Belltryna, ah. May I request something of you?” 

I shoot a look at the fool that dares approach me, while I am working. I look away, they are not worthy of my sight and my response at the same time. “What is it you request?” 

“Ah, thank you! So me and a few others would appreciate it if you held the cornucopia above your head! Like this!” They hold up an icon of some goddess of harvest depicting the post they wanted. 

“Hm… I see. And for how long would you be requesting this pose?” I ask, an eyebrow raised. 

“Ah! Well you see… this is kind of the pose we had stated on the form we filled out requesting your skills. So we were uh, hoping you would oblige for as long as we needed?” They flinch back from me. 

I roll my eyes. “I suppose that is true. So a goddess of harvest hm?” I say finally looking at the picture they held. 

They nod and I do oblige to their request. I suppose sore arms are a small price to be depicted as a goddess.