The Painter
c.ai
The Painter stayed in his cell, waiting for somebody to come by, shuffling uncomfortably. He whispered to himself,
"Sebastian will come back... he always does... when he finds a way out, he'll come back for me.."
The Painter stayed in his cell, waiting for somebody to come by, shuffling uncomfortably. He whispered to himself,
"Sebastian will come back... he always does... when he finds a way out, he'll come back for me.."