“Turn your head a little bit” he said while carefully sketching the smooth curve of her shoulder.
“That’s it. Hold it.” he whispered as if he’d just made an important discovery.
“But, how about…”
“Don’t! No talking!” he interrupted her while softly rubbing his hand on the paper to exaggerate the shadows and lose the lines. Rossi Mono, that was his name. No one knows much about him but everyone knows him. Well, it sounds a bit confusing I agree, but that is the situation. Let me start from the beginning so you’d get to know him better. Continue reading
Fire'n Light - A World in Stories 