“The feelings and the memories and the perceptions in me are my own, they are terrible and secret and if I can turn them out, if I can display them on canvas… or even on my skin if I must…” He turned his head and looked at her. “Then they are special. Do you see? I create from my secrets, from the halls in my soul.” FantasyMagicUrban FantasyInanimate ObjectsMagic RealismLeonidas BondiKendra L Saunders Author:Kendra L. Saunders