Extended Epilogue
liza placed down her brush and let a huge sigh escape her lips. She hated being in this place whenever she was trying to draw. She hated having to wonder what could be the cause of her not being able to focus. She stared at the jumble of colors before her. She had been trying to paint the sunset from the manor for almost two hours, and she had yet to get anywhere. The yellow was too bright and the brown felt too dark. These were silly mistakes.
“Why can I not focus?”