Portrait by AK.
Infinity
She has this strange stare that most people cannot discern.
Her portrait lies inside an art gallery, hidden away in a seemingly endless white hall. She looks past the few people that manage to find her, into something that they consider the painting at the end of the hallway; a well-dressed man who looks purloined.
What do you think she's looking at? ask many patrons contemplating her pale facial features. They give many answers: a lost lover, a death scene, perhaps the painted man. But she ignores them, continuing to stare.
"I think she's seen infinity," says a little boy who looks in the exact same direction as her.
She smiled, though nobody saw. It was nice to know there were others like her.
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