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A portrait


   A few moments later we are both inside a store full of elegant garments from China, painted in vivid, intricate patterns of red, green, and blue. A long bench is lining the right side while a massive mahogany counter dominates the room on the left. A couple of tall, arched windows, mark the back wall. A large painting hangs above the counter. It’s the portrait of a beautiful young woman holding a rose in her hand and smiling. Long black hair is spread behind her shoulders, framing a beautifully oval face with pale skin, arched eyebrows, big dark eyes, full lips, and a delicate nose. I have the feeling I have seen her somewhere before, but I cannot recall where exactly.


(excerpt from "Butterfly's Dream", a novel by Marian C. Ghilea) 

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