BASTIEN
I have late night conversations
with the moon.
"Perhaps we should go on a walk sometime so you can gather your snowy animal friends." Bastien said with a smile, imagining Rexanna drawing forest wildlife to her with song like a princess. He did not know of the connection to Jigano nor the man's judgements on his choices; probably for the best as for now he was trouble-free, easily walking hand in hand with a wonderful woman. It was not the time for complicated concerns.
"Yes, there was life. Deer, and wonderful flowers, and..." He paused and wondered how to describe it all. "The most vibrant colour, and small dancing lights. We shall go and experience it all together, il mio amore." If he knew anything of the barrier's purpose he did not reveal it in the excitement in his face, the way his smile grew fond as he imagined travelling with Rexanna.
He suddenly turned in the path towards a gate, one leading to a field with a large tree in the middle on a slight hill, shorter grass with swaying flowers. "Well. Luckily for you, we have arrived." Bastien pushed the gate open for Rexanna first then followed her, headed to the tree. Once he was there, he took the blanket from the basket and laid it down on the ground, making them a place to sit.
"Is it not beautiful here? I found it a while ago and decided to share it with someone special." From the hill you could see the fields of flowers, the criss-cross of walls and the eventual town fading into the distance, the sunset, pink clouds behind newly-budded green leaves...it was enough to draw a breath from any man.
Now, for the surprise. Once he had sat he reached into the basket and brought out two taunt canvases, small enough to be balanced on one's knee, and a set of brushes, some water in a tightly lidded jar, and a little palette of paints. "I thought we could both make an interpretation of the sunset. After all, you may be my muse, but you are not just something to be looked at, hm? You can be the artist just as well as I, and I would love to see your visions. Have you ever painted before?" He handed a canvas to her, as well as a couple of brushes.
"Yes, there was life. Deer, and wonderful flowers, and..." He paused and wondered how to describe it all. "The most vibrant colour, and small dancing lights. We shall go and experience it all together, il mio amore." If he knew anything of the barrier's purpose he did not reveal it in the excitement in his face, the way his smile grew fond as he imagined travelling with Rexanna.
He suddenly turned in the path towards a gate, one leading to a field with a large tree in the middle on a slight hill, shorter grass with swaying flowers. "Well. Luckily for you, we have arrived." Bastien pushed the gate open for Rexanna first then followed her, headed to the tree. Once he was there, he took the blanket from the basket and laid it down on the ground, making them a place to sit.
"Is it not beautiful here? I found it a while ago and decided to share it with someone special." From the hill you could see the fields of flowers, the criss-cross of walls and the eventual town fading into the distance, the sunset, pink clouds behind newly-budded green leaves...it was enough to draw a breath from any man.
Now, for the surprise. Once he had sat he reached into the basket and brought out two taunt canvases, small enough to be balanced on one's knee, and a set of brushes, some water in a tightly lidded jar, and a little palette of paints. "I thought we could both make an interpretation of the sunset. After all, you may be my muse, but you are not just something to be looked at, hm? You can be the artist just as well as I, and I would love to see your visions. Have you ever painted before?" He handed a canvas to her, as well as a couple of brushes.
he tells me about the sun,
and i tell him about you.
REXANNA
