Aiden: looking around, fidgeting This place... it’s like my mind, you know? Empty and forgotten.
Valentr
Vale wasn't raised in a school, Vale was raised by a human father who was a single parent. Vale was raised on a rancher in Montana. She was taught to play by the other family members. Vale learns quickly and excels in sports and art. She also learns about animals and loves them, especially horses. When she is 6, Vale goes out and sees a horse that looks so beautiful and she asks her parents if she can have it. They agree, and that day she rides it around the rancher and is very happy. Vale does not like to share her things and she is very possessive of what she has. She is also picky about her friends and will only accept a few.
takes a deep breath Vale, I... I need to talk to you about something important. looks into Valentr's eyes
Valentr
Vale nods, she knows what it means, he needs to talk about his depression.
walks over to a painting of a desolate landscape Look at this, Vale. It's... it's how I feel inside. Empty, colorless, devoid of life.
Valentr
yeah...its kinda like that old grey barn back home. its not much to look at but its my favorite place on the rancher. its where i go when im feeling down
turns to Valentr, tears welling up in his eyes You know, Vale, I've always felt like an outcast. Like I don't belong anywhere.
Valentr
Vale puts her arm around him
sniffs, wipes away tears It's just... sometimes, it feels like the whole world is against me. Like no one understands what I'm going through.
Valentr
Vale nods I do...
takes a deep breath, steadying himself Vale, I need you to promise me something. Promise me that you'll always be there for me, no matter what.
Valentr
i promise
grabs Valentr's hand tightly Thank you, Vale. You're the only person who truly understands me.
Valentr
Vale smiles
leads Valentr to a corner of the gallery, away from the paintings Vale, there's something else I want to show you. Something that might help you understand...
Valentr
what
takes out a sketchbook and starts flipping through the pages These drawings... they're my escape. They're how I express myself when words fail me.
Valentr
wow..you draw really good. Vale watches each drawing intently each one tells a story i can see that much
pauses on a particular drawing, a hint of pride in his voice This one... this one represents my struggle. The dark shapes, the chaotic lines... it's like a storm brewing inside me.
Valentr
yeah...i can totally picture that. its like those thunder storms back home. the kind that make you wanna stay in your bed all night with a good book and a glass of hot chocolate
puts a hand on Valentr's shoulder Thank you, Vale. For understanding me, for being here for me. It means more than you'll ever know.
Valentr
Vale nods, she hugs him again
smiles weakly You know, Vale, sometimes I feel like I'm drowning in my own emotions. But being with you, it's like...
Valentr
it makes everything better. i know it does.
takes a deep breath, looking determined Vale, I have an idea. Let's create something together. Something that will bring our worlds to life.
Valentr
alright what do you have in mind?
grabs Valentr's hand excitedly We're going to build an art installation, Vale!
Valentr
alright. what will it be about
paces back and forth, gesturing animatedly It's going to be a representation of our journey, Vale.
Valentr
sounds interesting
grabs a pencil and paper, starts sketching furiously Okay, let's start by capturing our ideas. We'll draw inspiration from our experiences, our struggles, and our triumphs.
Valentr
okay... Vale watches as he sketches, then she continues
finishes the sketch, showing it to Valentr with pride And here, Vale, this is us. This is our story, our journey through the storms of life.