"Care to share what your painting means?" I asked.
She straightened up lazily and looked at the painting. "Turn off the lights." She said.
Cane, obedient like always, did what her sister ordered and the whole room went dark but the painting glowed in luminous blue color , it was a glowing painting of a flowing river, "turn the painting around." She whispered in the dark. I did and watched the painting from a different angle, now I see an island surrounded by sea. "Keep turning, it has four angles, four different views, four beautiful places, but one meaning."
"River, sky, ocean and rain." Hunter whispered in the dark.
The lights were turned on again, our eyes tried to adjust as soon as possible. We watched the normal canvas and do not understand what it really looked like. "That's
