Talk:Lily Flaherty/@comment-4542064-20160724172109

the storm outside the cabin walls was destroying everything in its path yet in the midst of all the destruction it inspired a painter living in the midst of the prometheus cabin. He drew the imagine in his head ignoring the packing he was suppose to do. Yet when he almost finished his masterpiece he stared at it seeing how it felt empty.. like himself. "...I think this is a tall tail sign I should call her..." his heart said... as he opened up his phone wondering the words he should say to explain his position to her