"Do you recognize this painting?" Raphael asked. "Did it trigger some memories?
It was clear by now that Azekiel was able to connect to this painting for some reason which he didn't with other paintings. Just what was this painting about? Why was Azekiel feeling sad over it? Many questions floated in Raphael's head.
"I just found this painting really beautiful," Azekiel smiled, shaking his head. "There's nothing more to it. Don't you find this beautiful?"
"What's beautiful in the sea of blood?" Raphael asked. "And why were you crying if you found it beautiful and not sad?"
"Of course it's beautiful... It contains a part of history that is never to be forgotten. This painting... It contains a life of its own, which only some can understand."
"So you do know more about this painting. Where is this sea of blood?"
"Nowhere..." Azekiel answered as he turned his back on the painting. "That place doesn't exist anymore. It's only in my memories now."