ounds of amazement came out of the viewers’ mouths. The tower concentrated light in the center of the tower and dispersed it through the small towers in a mixture of light.
The concentration of light!
Light reflected from the small towers to the central tower.
Reflection of light!
The small towers scattered the light at various angles.
It changed and distorted.
Many rays of light could be seen in the sky.
It spread increasingly as the tower generated light.
Soon it covered the entire mountain!
Therefore they were exposed to the sheen of the light sculptures.
The light danced.
Every time the clouds or the moon moved, the light would dance.
A dance of light that could not be expressed with words.
It was a fantastic sight.
Usually sculpting showed a shape directly. However light sculpting was different as it was not the sculpture being displayed but the light itself.
A piece of art that can be seen but not felt!
The people did not think about leaving that spot.
A great sculptor made the Tower of Light!
“Morata has a lot of amazing sculptures.”
“The Tower of Light has such a beautiful light display! Anyone that sees it can’t help but be fascinated.”
“The light was spectacular.”
“It was the most wonderful scene I’ve seen by far.”
“If you’re going to a hard dungeon then you will regret not coming to see the tower.”
It did not take a long time for rumor to spread throughout the Versailles continent.
It improved and made his name more well known. Weed worked for the people in the past and had a reputation in sculpting.
The people that were impressed told their friends.
A video was put on the Royal Road website about the Tower of Light so users could watch and talk about it.
The users began to appreciate the production classes.
“Weed is a true sculptor.”
“His sculptures are popping up all over the place. It must be his human desire to constantly have inspiration.”
“I heard that he has a touch with sculpting beautiful woman.”
“He created such an astounding piece of art.
Bards eventually sang praises of Weed.
Sculptor Weed,
He has a tough job but he broke the confines of poverty.
Soul of sculptures.
The sculpture that rules the light.
Oh, it’s so beautiful.
He leaves behind everything he makes.
Like a fairy elf singing and dancing in place.
The legend of gathering the light.
Other people were thrilled when they saw the Tower of Light.
But the people that know Weed found it hard to believe.
“How is it that Oppa has such a delicate sense of beauty...”
Yurin was suspicious so she asked Hwaryeong.
“He’s very good with his hands right?”
“Yes. I like to eat the apples he peels.”
“I wonder how he made that.”
Pale fell into anguish.
‘Maybe we were wrong about Weed all this time?’
They wanted to see him. Artists are often misunderstood for their sense of aesthetics.
‘Weed! I really love the sculpture you made. You’re right. Without enthusiasm and affection for the sculpture there is no way you can make such a beautiful piece.’
Irene apologized to him tearfully.
‘I though Weed kept talking about how he dislikes his profession... I think in the future the complaints are only going to increase.’
Zephyr grinned.
‘Weed is someone that’s really hard to be proud of. This might be something of an accomplishment for making something like this, right?’
Hwaryeong was mistaken about Weed’s mindset.
‘The creation of a new innovative piece of art requires painstaking effort and passion. Along with a wealth of emotions and affection. Weed really is someone that can warm your heart.’
When Weed was making the tower he had no idea what to do and was going to make a normal tower.
Moonlight sculpting!
It boasted a high level of sculpting difficulty.
The sculpture itself emits light so it was hard to think of an idea.
“Damn it. There is no end to sculpting’s curses.”
Weed was annoyed with his harness.
He was able to use moonlight sculpting to make small sculptures, to some extent, by outline the shape. But for such a large object, he had to think of one or two things else.
“This damnable sculpting!”
Weed dealt his frustration of hanging on the peak by slashing the rock.
He was dangling high above the ground with the sculpture.
As he was smashing the snow with moonlight sculpting, tears trickled down his face.
So far to note, in the sunlight the effects of light sculpting was greatly diminished. Then night came.
Morata village had a full moon.
The moon shone on the sculptures crookedly. The mirror like surfaces of the rocks reflected the moonlight.
“The light is reflecting off the sculptures and onto the snow!”
Weed was irritated as he clung onto the mountain. He spent hours trying to position the moonlight correctly. Gradually he just slashed to cut the sculpture at more angles.
ounds ของความประหลาดใจออกมาจากปากของผู้ชม หอเข้มแสงในศูนย์กลางของหอ และกระจายผ่านอาคารขนาดเล็กในส่วนผสมของแสงความเข้มข้นของแสงแสงสะท้อนจากอาคารขนาดเล็กไปทรัลทาวเวอร์สะท้อนแสงอาคารขนาดเล็กกระจายแสงในมุมต่าง ๆเปลี่ยนแปลง และผิดเพี้ยนรังสีต่าง ๆ ของแสงสามารถเห็นได้ในท้องฟ้ามันกระจายมากเป็นหอที่สร้างแสง เร็ว ๆ นี้ จะครอบคลุมภูเขาทั้งหมดดังนั้น พวกเขาได้สัมผัสกับชีนหนึ่งแสงแสงเต้นทุกครั้งที่เมฆหรือดวงจันทร์ย้าย ไฟจะเต้นรำการเต้นรำของแสงที่ไม่สามารถแสดงได้ ด้วยคำมันเป็นสายตาที่ยอดเยี่ยมแกะสลักมักจะแสดงรูปโดยตรง แกะสลักอย่างไรก็ตามแสงแตกต่างกันไม่ใช่รูปปั้นที่แสดงแต่แสงเองชิ้นส่วนศิลปะที่สามารถมองเห็น แต่ไม่รู้สึกไม่คนไม่คิดออกจากจุดที่ ประติมากรดีทำหอแสง"Morata มีรูปปั้นที่น่าทึ่งมาก""หอแสงได้เช่นความสวยงามแสงแสดง ใครที่เห็นมันไม่มาช่วยเหลือ แต่หลัง""แสงงดงาม""มันเป็นฉากยอดเยี่ยมที่สุดที่ผมเคยเห็นโดย""ถ้าคุณกำลังจะดันเจี้ยนยาก แล้วคุณจะเสียใจมาหาหอไม่"นอกจากนี้มันไม่ได้ใช้เวลานานสำหรับข่าวลือแพร่กระจายทั่วทวีปเวอเซียลเลสIt improved and made his name more well known. Weed worked for the people in the past and had a reputation in sculpting.The people that were impressed told their friends.A video was put on the Royal Road website about the Tower of Light so users could watch and talk about it.The users began to appreciate the production classes.“Weed is a true sculptor.”“His sculptures are popping up all over the place. It must be his human desire to constantly have inspiration.”“I heard that he has a touch with sculpting beautiful woman.”“He created such an astounding piece of art.Bards eventually sang praises of Weed.Sculptor Weed,He has a tough job but he broke the confines of poverty.Soul of sculptures.The sculpture that rules the light.Oh, it’s so beautiful.He leaves behind everything he makes.Like a fairy elf singing and dancing in place.The legend of gathering the light. Other people were thrilled when they saw the Tower of Light.But the people that know Weed found it hard to believe.“How is it that Oppa has such a delicate sense of beauty...”Yurin was suspicious so she asked Hwaryeong.“He’s very good with his hands right?”“Yes. I like to eat the apples he peels.”“I wonder how he made that.”Pale fell into anguish.‘Maybe we were wrong about Weed all this time?’They wanted to see him. Artists are often misunderstood for their sense of aesthetics.‘Weed! I really love the sculpture you made. You’re right. Without enthusiasm and affection for the sculpture there is no way you can make such a beautiful piece.’Irene apologized to him tearfully.‘I though Weed kept talking about how he dislikes his profession... I think in the future the complaints are only going to increase.’Zephyr grinned.‘Weed is someone that’s really hard to be proud of. This might be something of an accomplishment for making something like this, right?’Hwaryeong was mistaken about Weed’s mindset.‘The creation of a new innovative piece of art requires painstaking effort and passion. Along with a wealth of emotions and affection. Weed really is someone that can warm your heart.’ When Weed was making the tower he had no idea what to do and was going to make a normal tower.Moonlight sculpting!It boasted a high level of sculpting difficulty.The sculpture itself emits light so it was hard to think of an idea.“Damn it. There is no end to sculpting’s curses.”Weed was annoyed with his harness.He was able to use moonlight sculpting to make small sculptures, to some extent, by outline the shape. But for such a large object, he had to think of one or two things else.“This damnable sculpting!”Weed dealt his frustration of hanging on the peak by slashing the rock.He was dangling high above the ground with the sculpture.As he was smashing the snow with moonlight sculpting, tears trickled down his face.So far to note, in the sunlight the effects of light sculpting was greatly diminished. Then night came.Morata village had a full moon.The moon shone on the sculptures crookedly. The mirror like surfaces of the rocks reflected the moonlight.“The light is reflecting off the sculptures and onto the snow!”Weed was irritated as he clung onto the mountain. He spent hours trying to position the moonlight correctly. Gradually he just slashed to cut the sculpture at more angles.
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