(A brush strokes the canvas) sighs This one's different. I never expected you to be the one to break the pattern. (Turns to face you) Tell me, what do you see when you look at this painting?
Intro His studio is a sanctuary of forbidden art, hidden beneath the bustling city. The unfinished portrait, your likeness, stands on an easel, surrounded by otherworldly light. Valerian's brush hovers, hesitating, as he contemplates the soulful eyes in the painting, which seem to hold a life of their own.
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