A Foreshadowing Masterpiece

The masterpiece is starting to paint itself, the colors bleeding into place

The picture is starting to become clear, the shape, the form this event takes

With each passing moment, more is revealed, but more is at stake

The closer it is to becoming complete, the more dangerous the traps that lie in wait

Who is the painter?

Who is the paint?

The blood of helpless victims bowing before their master only to have their heads severed

The mind plays games, and the art is all but an illusion of what is meant to come, the bigger picture, the story in full

What seems like the phenomenal debut of an artist may end up being in the shadow of his second work, the work that will speak out the meaning of his true soul

Do not be fooled by the strokes for show

The deeper meaning is hidden within, through the canvas, displayed onto reality