In Crimson » Elijah Mikaelson

Chapter VI

SHOTS - IMAGINE DRAGONS

6.

Sage followed Klaus into his study which consisted of many completed and unfinished paintings. The red-headed girl took a look around the colorful room and picked up a painting. She admired how beautiful everything seemed to fit with each other in the picture.

"I see you've developed a strong hobby since the last time we've spoken," Sage mentioned, taking a fine look at his brilliant artwork.

"You could say that," Klaus replied and took a paintbrush into his hand. "Painting is a metaphor for control. Every choice is mine... The canvas, the color."

"As a child, I had neither a sense of the world nor my place in it, but art taught me that one's vision can be achieved with the sheer force of will. The same is true of life, provided one refuses to let anything stand in one's way."

Sage took a paintbrush into her slender fingers as well and glanced up at Klaus who had spread out a somewhat large canvas for Sage to commence her painting. Klaus couldn't explain it. Painting filled his soul and mind with so many distant memories. He wondered sometimes, why it felt so comforting and set off an amazing feeling. The colors, fluidity of the paint, and a wonderful experience of creating a story on a flat surface and letting it come to life. It all comforted him.

Many of his paintings seemed to come alive when he'd take a look at them as if they had a personality and became a person. A person who spoke to him and expressed the true feelings he felt deep down inside of his mind. The paint, the brush, and the canvas all worked together to create these many stories for the infamous Original... Memories of something he wanted to say but kept concealed.

Niklaus Mikaelson wore a serious expression on his face, his eyebrows knitted together as he glided his paintbrush about the canvas creating long strokes, which added to the beauty before him. Sage would occasionally glance over at Klaus who stood next to her, watching as he painted his ass off and had a great time doing so. She glanced down at the canvas she held in he right hand and mixed a few different colored pigments with one another.

Sage then applied a bright blue color she just had created to the canvas. She also felt like painting was a form of self-expression. She even understood why Klaus found it so amusing. The Original remained standing next to Sage, spreading many different kinds of colors across his canvas board creating a whole new world with all the colors. He spread the pigments with one another and stood back for a moment, admiring the work he had created so far.

"What is it?" Sage wondered and tilted her head at his canvas board.

Klaus gave her an awkward look and scoffed slightly. "What do to mean by 'what is it?'" He questioned and stared at the canvas. "I think it's pretty self-explanatory."

He glanced at his canvas which now showed different shades of both light and dark colors separated from one another in the middle of the canvas. However, it was unfinished, but Klaus planned to finish it eventually... Or he'd just add it to his stash of uncompleted paintings.

"I know... But aren't paintings usually given a title of some sort?"

"I understand now, and... Well." Klaus lost himself on a train of his thoughts and placed his fingers underneath his chin as he stroked it in deep thought.

"It'll be titled after the famous poem by William Ernest Henley. Invictus."

"I like that."

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

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The reason why I chose the poem Invictus was because my class was studying the movie the other year and I find it amusing lol.

Apologies for the short and poorly written chapter... I got a bit of writer's block while writing this chapter, so this one might just be a filler one. I can promise the next one will be longer!