Delphine
Delphine grinned, as he plucked a color from the basket. "Okay, that one for this wall..." She ushered him into the kitchen, and claimed a bowl. "Do you think the whole wall should be green, or should we paint a scene?"
As she spoke, she was gathering ingredients to make more of the paint, with what she had. Flour, salt, a few other things from her bag. Before she started mixing, she waited to hear what he was thinking.
"Maybe a forest scene? The wall is like a canvas, just bigger."
As she spoke, she was gathering ingredients to make more of the paint, with what she had. Flour, salt, a few other things from her bag. Before she started mixing, she waited to hear what he was thinking.
"Maybe a forest scene? The wall is like a canvas, just bigger."
I don't mind where you come from as long as you come to me.
I don't like illusions, I can't see them clearly.
I don't care, no, I wouldn't dare to fix the twist in you.
You've shown me eventually, what you'll do.
I don't like illusions, I can't see them clearly.
I don't care, no, I wouldn't dare to fix the twist in you.
You've shown me eventually, what you'll do.
