Landscape With Fall Of Icarus Analysis Novels & Stories

But it was the sculpture in the center of the room that stopped me cold. Two figures, bronze and intertwined, caught in a moment of desperate intimacy. Their bodies pressed together, limbs tangled, faces hidden in each other’s necks. The craftsmanship was exquisite, every muscle defined, every curve deliberate. It was beautiful and raw and profoundly erotic. “That’s ‘Dissolution’ by Philip Owen,” Xander said, coming to stand beside me. “He’s relatively unknown, but I think he’s brilliant.” “It’s…” I couldn’t find the words. The sculpture radiated hunger. Not just physical desire but emotional need, two people trying to lose themselves in each other.

The scenery was illustratious against my emerald eyes. The color of the dewy plane of trees and the color of the sky mixed together reminded me of a painting I had once seen in Lucius' study. I questioned myself if Lucius had brought me here to admire the landscape? But Lucius had never done anything for only a reason. When we stopped, I felt my hand slowly slipped from Lucius. He turned at me slowly, smiling a grin at me to then make his way closer at the sharp end of the path that led to nothing but a deep ground bellow. It took a moment for me who had been staring at the sky to notice that what's at the end of the steep path was nothing for our feets to land on.

Ben. Sparks spread through me as he put his hands on my arms to steady me. A small gasp escaped my lips as I look into his piercing blue eyes, it was as if time stood still and we were the only two people in the world, as fireworks exploded in my arms from his touch. Keira cleared her throat causing me to break away from his grip and glance at her.The voices of the students around us became known again as I muttered an apology to him as I tried to slip past into the gym. "So you're in Pe now too?" He asked with a smirk his eyes trained on me, I couldn't help the blush as my cheeks heated. It was as if I had lost my voice.