In compliance with Lewis's wish, I tread the path to the town square early in the morning.
He gave me the address of the building where the art exhibition is being held. It turns out to be more sumptous and grandiose than what I expected. The establishment is located at the center of the town, has a palatial wall exterior, sports exquisite decorations, and appears to be overwhelming to sum it up.
Now, as soon as Lewis brings up his promise to tell everything about himself, I already prepared the first question I'll throw at him. That is, if he's really just a mere peddler. It just turns out that I can't seem to convince myself to see him as that, especially after learning that he's a participant in such an imposing event. Not just anyone who draws can join here, after all.
"But before that, I should find him first..."
