Quaint thoughts in a cozy compartment that overlooks La Seine.
In the dreary slate grey ceil, a formation of dotty birds in the distance swoops in movement
similarly matching up to notes on piano music played from the radio.
The girl is an artist of imagination and paints it so accordingly onto canvas
that it frightens her.
Even if she is beauty, what reflects in an artwork is strange and mysterious.
Illusions that she has fallen victim to reoccur in her memories.
Paris is a romantic city and thus, she loves her art.