©WebNovelPub
PREVIEW
... >
The blonde older woman sitting on the sofa slowly closed her eyes, carefully and with deep emotion placing the painting in her hands down.
The act of creating art had long since become an instinct carved into his bones and foundation. No matter how complex or profound the emotions, he could perfectly fuse them into color and brushstroke, bringing forth into substance the feelings buried deep in the hearts of all people.
This was the artist known by the name Yuuka.
"I ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE



























