Nothing is Permanent

He was so caught up by the thoughts about the woman in the painting. "I have never analyzed a painting that sad; I felt a heavy burden on my chest when I saw the artwork. Just like Van Gogh's Starry Night. Yes, just like Van Gogh's situation while drawing his masterpiece." He said with his forehead creased while looking out of nowhere, then he just suddenly smiled and looked at Greyson with his eyes sparkling. 

Lucas was an art enthusiast who was ready and willing to pay through the nose for paintings that could provide him inner peace, but that piece wasn't for sale at that time. He was also certain that he had read the name of the artist, but he had forgotten it since the tale behind the picture had stayed with him.

"What's with the creepy smile, dude? Don't look at me like that, I'm telling you." Greyson said while acting terrified with how Lucas looked, then he threw the pen on the table toward Sebastian.