Smolder - The Fire That Blinds, Part II
A college girl can't keep her mind on her art...
The morning after it happened, I got up, went to class, went to the gym, had lunch, went to class again. It was a completely normal day. It wasn’t until I was halfway through my studio class later that afternoon that I heard the little voice in my head. ...what the hell did I do last night? I pushed the voice aside and focused on my painting. My edges were coming together, but I still wasn’t happy with the red. Too bright...