"I was walking down the road with two friends when the sun set; suddenly, the sky turned as red as blood. I stopped and leaned against the fence, feeling unspeakably tired. Tongues of fire and blood stretched over the bluish black fjord. My friends went on walking, while I lagged behind, shivering with fear. Then I heard the enormous infinite scream of nature."
- Edvard Munch, artist of the 'The Scream'
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"For my part, I know nothing with any certainty. But the sight of the stars makes me dream.
- Vincent Van Gogh, artist of 'The Starry Night'
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It was a day
after the call.
And Emily was done registering and paying.
Now,
playing with the stray gold strands
that had spilled over her forehead,
she was carefully reading
over the side notes on the website.
It felt like the umpteenth
time that her eyes
had crossed over obe particular message.
"There's always the catch.
All participants,
must be done with their artworks
by the fourth of this month."
The fourth of that month
meant Emily had just a single week.
And to Emily, it meant a challenge.
But luckily for the incandescent girl,
Emily loved challenges.
Why,
she had even finished and perfected,
like her dear mother had said,
two paintings Emily loved
almost as much as she loved
her mother.
The Scream and The Starry Night.
They had taken
her a week each to complete.
And if she had done that,
Emily was brave enough to try this.
One that demanded both her heart and soul.
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Hey guys! Just so you'd know, if you are a reader from the beginning, that is up until
this update, I added a new chapter four. That doesn't mean I removed the old one. I just added a new chapter and shifted the previous fourth chapter to the fifth.
Hope this makes sense! Thank you, guys!
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The Galaxies Within
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