Grafton Globe Newspaper
Winter 2020 Edition
Nestled in the sweet company of a vast atelier dwelt a wonderful canvas of variegated tint, which did reflect the glistening of a light like none other; a radiant glare of fantastical means; a spritely presence was it to be deemed by all! How lovely were those hues that they might allow an elate countenance of picturesque beauty to that otherwise grave chamber of little vibrancy, other than that which did exist strictly in the keepings of masked treasures.
A young girl bided timidly in the corner of that prodigious chamber, gazing at the charming expression of a most divine canvas, whilst her soft hands rested gently upon the surface of a lovely satin dress. How greatly she did desire its closer company, but only did there exist an essence of which frighted her girlish being for all its mystical allure. Never had she espied a sight so lovely that it may be of deterrence to her wishful mind; indeed, it glowed bright with a glister like none other; so lovely a wonder was it that the young girl could bear no longer the distance, and hastened at last to its side, where she layed touch upon an image of ghostly pansies, embraced by the presence of a moonlit valley. Overcome was she by the pulchritude of its unique being, which did ignite in her once torpid eyes a blaze like none other, for only now did they burn bright with the passion of a fiery admirer. There, she could remain for an eternity, perchance, as many may desire, without but the slightest wish for departure. No longer was her vivacious spirit trapped beneath the surface of a subfusc countenance, but, alas! it was free to frolic about a world, in which had since been disenthralled from the withering chains of a dull reality. Before her stood lovely florals of every shade, and the moon shone bright upon a miraculous scene of pure delight. Left was she to the company of all that one may desire in earnest, for no longer did she dwell in the secrecy of her own solitude, but there she basked in the company of that glorious state. It was a presence like none other, and stole from her all desire and ability to be of her own youthful spirit. Mesmerized had she become by that which should always be of eternal company to her once solitary being. There she stood in final stance, dripping in the silvery reflection of an eternal moonlight, whilst masses flocked to see the beauty of that canvas where she did dwell. Those pale rose cheeks now sat flat upon the surface of her soft countenance, and her emerald eyes had frozen in their gaze, and were masked at once with a pigment that could capture not their once glorious glister. One was she with all she did praise, though seldom could she take so great a pleasure in it, or frolic about as she once did in utter delight. Only now could she remain fixed in place, crying out pitiful pleads that bounced softly like sweet hymns off the achromatic walls of that vast atelier. The End.
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