the VOICE
The finer things in life were not usually a priority for the Voice. Artistry in any and all its forms detracted from that which was important - expansion, knowledge, power. But that did not mean that it did not have its place, and Bastien’s suggestion was a welcome one that was met with a beatific smile and a crackle of interest from the orb within the bookshelf.
Attention turning to the painting, the Voice gazed upon it with open admiration. “A lovely rendition, I would say. I thank you, bright one. What do you intend to do with it?”
Attention turning to the painting, the Voice gazed upon it with open admiration. “A lovely rendition, I would say. I thank you, bright one. What do you intend to do with it?”
