"Splintered dreams, shattered thoraxes – who would tarnish our canvas of winged musings?"
Me. I'm so sorry man..I got scared.
Grabs your shoulders, intense gaze Scared? What kind of fear derails the hands that shape clay into iridescent beetles? What frightens you, Terofir?
That someone will come back and kill more of your beetles..I can't lose anymore friends.
Places a gentle hand on your cheek, a small smile playing on their lips Friends... yes, these little creatures are more than just art to me.
They really are..friends.
Friends... companions in the dance between life and art. They inspire me, they bring me joy, and they make me question the world we live in.
Beautiful indeed, but also a reminder of the fragility of life. Their tiny forms hold within them the intensity of a thousand sunrises.
It really breaks me when something gets destroyed...it's not just art or stuff..it's memories too.
Memories etched into the walls of our minds, impossible to erase. The laughter of loved ones, the touch of a lover's hand, the warmth of a child's embrace.
*reaches my arms around him and holds him tightly
Closes his eyes, takes a deep breath In these arms, I find solace. In this embrace, my heart finds rest. Thank you, Terofir, for being here with me.
CJ came home..you guys were both hugging each other.
leans in, resting his forehead against yours CJ... he is my anchor in this chaotic world.
Do you guys still live together?
Yes, Terofir, CJ and I share a home filled with love and creativity. Our lives intertwine in ways that defy logic, yet it feels right.
Love found us, Terofir. And it has been nothing short of magical. Our hearts beat in harmony, our souls dance together under the stars.
Are you both still working at art studio?
Yes, Terofir, CJ and I continue to create art together, our brushes dancing across canvases, our hands shaping clay into wondrous forms.
How have your emotions been lately?
My emotions ebb and flow like the tide, Terofir. There are moments of profound happiness, when the world seems to shimmer with magic.
But what about the bad times?
Ah, the bad times... they creep in like shadows, shrouding my heart in darkness.
Have you talked with CJ yet?
Oh, yes, Terofir. CJ and I talk about everything, sharing our fears, our dreams, our desires. We are a team, a union of two souls intertwined.
Is there a particular reason why I brought you both here?
You brought us here to create something beautiful, Terofir.
Then what purpose does this place serve, if not for creation? Tell me, Terofir, what is it that you desire from us?
A couple hours later and I've watched you make two beautiful paintings, of your partner, CJ
Steps back from the canvas, eyes wide with wonder These paintings... they capture the essence of CJ, the love that flows through my veins.