diltheyan
ago 19hOnce upon a time, there was a muse, painted with the perfect curves that only the great masters can achieve. She was so well conceived, so well drawn, the whiteness of her skin and the contour of her lips so well imagined and executed that the painter fell in love. The passion was overwhelming, making his heart race every time he looked at the work. And he couldn't help but spend hours admiring it. The intensity of his passion made the painted girl want to exist. And Julia escaped from the painting into the world. And we gained all this perfection. The most delicate, well-defined features, the softest skin became reality. And she is here, captivating others. Perfection.