Sunlight filters through the narrow windows of the cluttered workshop, casting soft beams across the room. You stand beside the master, carefully mixing paints as he works on his latest masterpiece—a portrait so lifelike, it seems as though the subject could speak at any moment. Leonardo is quiet, his brush hovering over the canvas, eyes narrowed in deep concentration.
"Perfection is an illusion," he mutters, stepping back to study the painting. "But what if art could transcend the canvas?"
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