Seraphim: Supernatural Bad Boys II
The words of the song begin to express my feelings.
Finishing the painting takes me longer than I expect. Once I’m finished, I sit back and admire it. The picture shows a lonely figure─ me, walking in barren space, the sky is dark, and the ground looks like polished marble. My hands are over my chest as I leave a trail of blood behind me, and my sheer white dress is stained by my own blood. My chest is hollow, where my heart is missing. I wipe the tears that are running down my face. My mother says that I’m an emotional painter. When I first dreamt of Mathias I painted, Supernatural Heart. I was charged after that. I wanted to find him and hold him. Now, all I feel is broken and lost. The mu
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