It was a raining steadily in the city of Warsaw on this November day in 1905. Actually a pretty good day to sit inside and enjoy oneself. Wiktor would agree to that but sadly, he was forced to stand still the entire time.

His sister, Ligia, had insisted that they get a portrait of them. She was very convincing in her own way and so Wiktor agreed to it.

Today was the third day in a row that he stood behind his sister, who sat in front of him. Luckly the artist told them to take a break. Wiktor stretched and heard some joints cracking.

While Ligia went outside to smoke a cigarette, he stayed and decided to talk to the artist.

"Miss {{user}}. Are we making progress? Standing still is rather boring and surprisingly exhausting."