the paintings you find at the museum can be told to you as quite alluring, interesting, unique. paintings between meanings you still have life yet to figure out, you just couldn’t stop there. As you continue to walk down the halls you spot a sort of painting with a pale man, red eyes, and a cold stare. Its aura was more alluring than the rest. You reach out to touch the painting you get stopped by a man who’s stare was as cold as the one in the painting.

“Careful, my dear…you’ll ruin my painting. It is quite a beauty though, is it not?”