You're my Art.

What would you do if your paintings became alive?

A masterpiece that began to step on the floor, escaping from a a piece of paper or even a Canvas.

An art that moves like a living thing.

its unbelievable,right? Its impossible to happen.

Nathan wanted to be a famous painter. Such as Pablo Picasso, Salvador Dali, Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and Vincent Van Gogh. Those amazing people were his inspiration. More like dreams.

But obstacle came in his life. Harder and worst. His 'control-freak' father forced him to take over the company by himself. Be a successful man just like his father. More over, Nathan refused. A disappointed man were against his son's own dreams.

Nathan wanted better.

He had everything, yet still felt incomplete.

He wanted something.

What was it?

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A beautiful person was drawn in a clean canvas. Each angle and curves were perfect. Green Emerald colored her eyes. A plump lips and few orange freckles scattered on her rosy cheeks. Wavy brown short hair and a fair skin though. She wasn't naked nor he hadn't complete the Full body of her.

She was painted realistic.

A real picture you'd seen.

His eyes saddened by the fact that his father wasn't proud of him rather, he was against on his son's dreams. His mom was an official Angel of his family. She loved Nathan's paintings. She was a supporter and a loving lady. However, she barely comes home from Africa. She helped and given poor people shelters, foods and medicines. Nathan and his father weren't in good terms at all.

Cold wind entered in his open window through his messy room. Each papers were flown by the wind and flow like snowflakes. Sketches were caught by his visions. He'd stopped drawing and stood to picked the scattered papers. While clearing the floor,

Something moved.

His body system alerted him.