Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Hey, don’t downplay your abilities. Your works speak volumes of your talent. Why else do you think I sought your counsel?”

Evidently touched by Camden’s earnest solicitation of her expertise, Sabrina offered, “Very well, Camden. I shall gladly impart my insights.”

It dawned on Sabrina that Camden had specifically requested her input.

Could it be that Camden harbored reservations about the opinions of the other assistant directors?

“Just speak out.”

Sabrina’s gaze was riveted to the monitor, her finger deftly selecting a character on the screen before delicately encircling it. “Observe here,” she began, her voice laced with discerning precision.

his legs should momentarily step out and then retract swiftly, while the upper torso Leans backward, accentuating the inertia at play. Additionally, this elder character, from what I understand, possesses a formidable persona and a penchant for control. Gazing down here seems to

pinpointed various nuances that she deemed incongruous.

as he listened. He supported his chin and thought for a while. Then he

intercom and issued a command to the crew outside, “Hold your positions momentarily. Let’s

were momentarily bewildered, hastily returning props to their designated spots, while assistants scurried off

bear with us a moment,” Camden added as he set down the intercom, stepping outside to personally guide the actors

guidance, they commenced

actresses displayed their expertise, executing their

once more, his nod of approval

It has improved