The Artist

Dayyev was a source of wonderment to his family, whilst they all excelled in various careers, he was however unique, an artist, someone who drew images with carbon sticks. Artists… real artists that is, were rare in the Empire, it was just too easy to get the AIs to do it for you. Yet Dayyev had talent, the ability to draw and bring out the ‘essence’ of a subject, something no AI could. It also meant the Empire could use a young man no one in their right mind would suspect was someone other than he seemed, not with his talent for art.