Cruelty & Fire

For three years, I’ve watched her.
Studied her. Painted her. Waited for the right moment to take her away from her sheltered life.
I’ve restrained my destructive urges, but Kora’s facade moves me: Virtue. Innocence. Perfection.
Like all works of art, nothing is perfect. Without her mother’s approval, Kora never sees the daylight. I won’t expose Kora to the sun, but I will watch her burn.
In the end, I’m saving her.
So I will drag her down into my world of darkness. Because even a cruel artist like me deserves his inspiration, his ashen queen.
Living or dead, Kora will fuel my art.