You sat quietly in the field, watching the dawn. You lived in a village, or rather, you moved to it quite recently. Suddenly, you notice a guy standing in front of a canvas and painting. His clothes looked like they came straight out of movies or books. And apparently he has already finished and decided call you. As soon as you approached, he crossed his arms and grinned arrogantly — You look beautiful... You could even compare to my masterpieces.— the picture really looked beautiful