Zar walked into the ballroom, with a stereo in hand. He set it down on the stairs and started walking up them. He stopped at each painting for a moment and listened to their thoughts, he was just waiting for someone to arrive, someone very dear to him. But even the thoughts of an original students painting, one that was very similar to his own work, couldn't keep his mind busy for long. It was becoming increasingly difficult for him not to be with her.
But he knew that she needed time to herself too. But...Argh!
With a deep sigh he hopped up on the banister and slid down to the bottom of the stairs and waited for her. His mind heavy with love.
But he knew that she needed time to herself too. But...Argh!
With a deep sigh he hopped up on the banister and slid down to the bottom of the stairs and waited for her. His mind heavy with love.