Post by VONISTICLES on Mar 13, 2010 3:20:48 GMT
Perfection.
In all his artistic endeavors, this was the one thing Vonisticles strove for. But he never felt it was quite enough. It was just a little too something or another, and especially in his statues of people, he never felt that they resembled the person correctly. Perhaps this was because they were carved to demonstrate physical perfection, and not the actual resemblance to the person. It really bothered Voni. Sometime, he just wanted to make his own statue, of someone he didn't know. Some lower society individual he saw in the agora. He wanted to show what people rally looked like, instead of what people thought they should look like. Because... It felt wrong. Like he was misrepresenting.
He looked over at Lyra and felt this urge. She was so beautiful. Any statue that could capture this beauty would be unheard of in all the Western World. She wasn't just a nobody. She was somebody, and Voni was determined to make her somebody, whether in art or otherwise. The future generations didn't need to be without a reminder of the beauty they came from.
Maybe that was a little poetic. But that's how Voni was; he would think in sonnet and then snap out of it like it was a bad dream. His mood changed violently, and he was more of a moron than it seemed like he was. It was unfortunate. But oh too true, as well.
This was more than Voni had expected. Lyra seemed exceptionally shy (maybe it was the eyes) and he hadn't expected her hand to roam much farther than his shoulders. But she pleasantly surprised him, and he smiled in spite of himself. Voni knew better, but this was just too good to surpass. When she seemed to be finished, he looked over at her and questioned, "Well, what do you think?" A hint of mischief coloured his voice.
His pleasure, he was sure, was going to be too soon interrupted. He began to worry a bit. What if there was someone with her? An escort? What would this person do to Voni if he was caught with Lyra? Or was there nothing ot worry about in the first place? This was so terribly confusing. Voni decided not to think about it unless Lyra said something first.
He was just too shy. That was a first.
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haha. the songs I listen to influence the word usage in my posts...I'm Yours - The Script