It is a painting of a beautiful woman . Then sweat poured from my head and dripped on that painting and it was destroyed on the woman's hair. I immediately tried to wipe it off with my hands when the sharp pin from the painting tore into my finger and bled. Then the cloud started raining , heavy thunder, lightning and cold wind started blowing. The painting flew in the wind and fell on the back of the shelf. The room turned dark black with all the lights off. A pale blue light shone from behind the shelf. My eyes welled up and I tried to cover my eyes with my fingers when some rose petals brushed against my feet. The air smelled good. A noise was heard behind the shelf. A woman with red hair, a beautiful forehead, eyes that attract men, and a smile on her lips, dressed up with roses in her body, woke up from there. I stood like a statue admiring her.
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