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I sigh.
And set the brush down gently beside the palette, my gaze lingering on the half-finished landscape stretched across the canvas.
It’s beautiful, I think. Soft pastels, a blur of forest and stream in the glow of imagined sunlight. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
But it feels hollow.
Like I’m trying to paint someone else’s memory instead of my own.
"Avoiding me?"
A voice like silk-wrapped steel.
I don’t turn. I don’t need to.
Only ...
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