Art is a journey the artist takes, no matter where its road may lead. All great artists have their inspiration, an object of beauty that in one sudden moment will transform a coward into a true artist, willing to take a dare, no matter the cost.

The moment I saw Sophia, I knew I had reached my destination.

That first day, I tore into her. Drew her from every angle, inside and out. My most vivid techniques, everything I ever learned as an artist, all poured out into my insatiable urge to portray her.

She agreed to come that next night, asking a price.

Murder..

I couldn’t help myself. I agreed and lustily painted all night long.

Then I told her I couldn’t do it.

“Oh, well,” she said casually, “One final breath is as good as another…”

The last thing I saw were those precious arms. And the knife.