Twilight Art Book ✰

She should have thrown the book away. Instead, she bought a set of fine brushes and silver paint.

She laughed it off. A trick of the dim church basement lighting. twilight art book

The third painting was a window overlooking a sleeping city. Purple dusk bled into indigo night. Elara stared at it for an hour. When she finally looked up, her clock read 3:00 AM. But she could have sworn only five minutes had passed. She should have thrown the book away

The girl on the cliff was now facing forward. And she had Elara’s face. twilight art book