| ~*Emerge*~ The painter sits staring at the empty tanned canvas. He takes his paint brush and dipped it into the black beside him. Then a silent brush created the long stroke of hair. Inspiration came over him a sudden light of creativity. The hair brushed the shape of her face. Her eyes painted in a color of gray, accented her intelligence hidden inside the canvas. Her body shaded gently thin. Her arm wrapped slightly around the side holding all of her beauty inside. Concealing all her magic. Secrets locked by the silence in her, yes. He cries as she was created. Her tears flowed from him and hit the cold pavement floor. One more brush and she would be. But his hand pulled back from the canvas. Scared. What would she be? If he finished her and cried for her. Dominartix hidden inside. The part he couldn’t hide. His paintbrush struggling forward painted one last stoke. Alive she came all her beauty slipped outside her shell. Hell. Another hidden beauty shown. More of mind came slipping forward. Secrets revealed and power creeping closer. She wrapped him in her fury and held him captive. Like all the others. Society blind. Leaving beauty slipping forward and intelligence sitting behind. Perhaps another army unfolded by the artificial beauty Neighborhoods combine fighting against this painted lovely. Striking down her power while millions more rebel. Only to be shoved and hidden locked away. Voices-over ruled by the lovelies sway. Fighting down the beauty struggling to find a way. Paving path for other future ducklings who strike against this law. ~ By Amanda E. |
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