Theirs was a free union of ideas, images, wonders – for this was theirs. Cassandra spoke conce
Theirs was a free union of ideas, images, wonders – for this was theirs. Cassandra spoke concepts and Rapunzel painted them – more than mere suggestions, the interweaving of two minds. Cassandra was not simply a canvas; she was a collaborator in this cornucopian cavalcade, an artist in herself.Yet, there was an intimacy in being a canvas, in being artist and artistry both.She had gone from yearning for the artistry of armor in storybooks to shield her body to being artistry herself.So long she had striven to be untouchable.And here she was, letting herself be touched by the stroke of the brush, letting herself feel the cool ribbon of the paint guided by hands she trusted. Here she was, trusting hands other than her own and at the same time, trusting herself… - @the-blue-fairieCommission for @the-blue-fairie based on the scene from their fanfic, ‘Soul and Body.’ Soft and warm and beautiful. I’m very proud of this one. -- source link
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