Canvas

Canvas

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Art, that'd been her passion her dream and creation. She'd thought of it as freedom to run into a meadow of white roses painted red. The art of control was a passion he'd enjoyed. He'd loved how he controlled what'd his canvas looked. As he let his brush stroke the blank canvas. He'd wanted to control his life and the people who belonged in it.
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When her emerald eyes met his, Caleb knew his previous life was a lie. To uncover true submission, he must lose all semblance of the self and embrace his purpose. ❧ This is a bit of an experiment; discovering the story as I go along. ❧

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