The Painting with the Bad Critique
In a large and colorful field, there was once a magical flower. The field had many flowers of all shapes, sizes, and colors. There were thousands, and they were all beautiful and wonderful in their own ways. From afar the many flowers were so lovely that it was hard to choose any that stood out from the others. One would never know that such a special flower was there. In fact if someone happened to notice this poor flower among all the others, it would probably look like one of the least special flowers in the field. During the short time of this flower's life a couple people dancing in the field had carelessly stepped on it. Although the flower had managed to survive and recover itself, its petals were crumpled and looked no good compared to the many healthy flowers growing all around it. However these crumpled petals were the very reason the flower was magical. Looking very closely and in just the right lighting, the petals sparkled like they had been dusted with fine d...