benedict pt 10

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Benedict sat behind (f/n) he was brushing her hair and helping her get ready for her first ever art gallery.
"I am nervious I cant stop shaking" she said
"everything will be fine (f/n) trust me your art is beautiful" he said as he took her hand "are you ready to open the doors?" he asked
"yes I am" she said "do you see Claudia out there as well?" she asked
"I think so come on" he said he opened the door smiling at the crowd "welcome everyone this is the newest gallery that not only has restored art from all over the country. but as well as our very own veteran and town member (f/n) (l/n)." ben said the crown began to walk in among them Claudia and cattleya "congratulations on opening the gallery (f/n)" Claudia said
"thank you Claudia take a look around I think you might see some familier ones." she said Claudia walked off leaving (f/n) standing among the rest because she was blind her hearing had became excellent so it was easy for her to listen to everyone compliments. that was until one compliment caught her attention.

"they say paintings reflect the artist sole being a woman its odd seeing this one of a man depressed" a woman said
"I heard she was in the war so maybe it is someone she knew." her friend had said
"maybe she should paint something more honorable"
(f/n) had made her way to the women benedict noticing her posture had change her back was straight and she had walked like a general.
"Honorable is a lie it has no place to be mixed with ethics" (f/n) said she placed her hand on the painting to feel the brush marks "this painting shouldn't be here however since you mention honor then it needs to serve a point." she turned her body to stand in front of the painting "this painting is my brother he served two years before me I once too seen him as honorable a man serving his country. that I even joined we ranked high returning home together fighting together is it honorable to kill a child point blank is it honorable to carry a bleeding friend miles to get a doctor only to realize they had died on your back." she said "honor has nothing to do what we felt out there we protected our homeland at the cost of our very soul. no matter how much bleach you use on you clothes the blood doesn't wash away from the dirt! from your skin" she said holding her hands up. "my honor died the day I watched the light fade from my brothers eyes." she said "he could not live with the guilt he was proud yes to see his home was okay but all of you who party and sleep at night next to your love ones. you don't think that one any minute someone can splatter their brains all over your face or will you ever get to see your mother again your father your siblings. so no this painting isn't honorable its ethical..."

(F//N) painting of her brother

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(F//N) painting of her brother

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