SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD

Landon guy

Phoebe glanced at the man standing beside her. Still, the casual confidence in the way he stood was tempered by an understanding of the kind of contemplative silence she had grown to appreciate in the last couple of weeks. They both glanced at the painting once more, each was captivated by the same painting but for a purpose only they understood.

“Is it not surprising how a single image contains so many narratives?” he asked after a while.

Phoebe nodded, much to her surprise, she had never felt at ease with such a man before. I believe it is so because sometimes painting tells what words cannot. It embodies the sense of anticipation, of being at the precipice of a transition in life, but you know that you can’t just stay there.

He smiled, looking at her, as if suddenly, he understood something. “Exactly. It means ‘the last second before the change occurs’.”

And so they both fell into a kind of stunned quiet, both of them still staring at the painting. They both got it, that look i