The Canvas of Scars
In a sun-drenched studio in Montmartre, Julian lived in a world of cobalt blue and cadmium red. He had once been the darling of the Parisian art scene, known for his sweeping, athletic brushstrokes and his obsession with the human form in motion. Then came the accident—a fall from a scaffolding that had left him paralyzed from the waist down. For two years, Julian didn't touch a brush. He...
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