My rating: 4 of 5 stars
4,7*
I was transported to Florence.
I miss it already and it left me very curious to continue investigating the entire city.
I can see myself walking alone at night through those dark alleys, very mysterious places, indeed a magical world and in so many levels.
This story was painted beautifully, with such important details.The author takes us on a tender and loving journey. I admire the fact that it wasn’t that supernatural intended… that’s the way I saw it.
We all feel disabled in some way, at some point of our lives. Behind our everyday mask, we can also be very talented, but appreciated only by who can see us truly.
We learn to see behind the art of the painting, the story in it and how we interpret it. Restoring an old but beautiful piece of art can be hard, risky.
But there’s no other way to do it.
Thank you Sylvain for another wonderfully written and very imaginative story!
The Raven left me with this song :
“My Sweet Prince” by Placebo
…
Never thought you’d make me perspire.
Never thought I’d do you the same.
Never thought I’d fill with desire.
Never thought I’d feel so ashamed.
Me and the dragon can chase all the pain away.
So before I end my day, remember..
My sweet prince, you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one
Never thought I’d have to retire
Never thought I’d have to abstain
Never thought all this could back fire
Close up the hole in my vain
Me and my valuable friend
can fix all the pain away
So before I end my day
remember
My sweet prince
you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one
you are the one
you are the one
you are the one
you are the one
Never thought I’d get any higher
Never thought you’d fuck with my brain
Never thought all this could expire
Never thought you’d go break the chain
Me and you baby,
still flush all the pain away
So before I end my day
remember
My sweet prince
you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one
…
My Own Moments 