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First, my outline.

The silhouette

Not so fast.

Look hard at me.

See how my arms are positioned.

My hands.

Who brought that picture?

From stock Shouldn't I?

No.

You who painted it?

Yes.

A long time ago.

What is your name?

Portrait of a woman on fire.

Caption by: @subsfiction

Team: Juices Isa Lemos Vivs

Review by: Juices

Where do I go?

Climb up to the trees.

I'm Marianne.

It was a living room.

I never saw them use it.

Been here a long time?

Three years.

Do you like it here?

Yes.

I will let you dry.

Sorry, I served myself.

I was hungry.

Got any wine?

Yes.

Allow me to be curious?

How is your lady �?

I don't know her well.

You have been here for three years.

She arrived a few weeks ago.

Where?

Of the Benedictine Order.

Has she abandoned sacred orders?

They brought her home.

Her sister died.

Was she supposed to get married?

She died of a disease?

No.

Will you handle it?

From what?

To paint it.

Why do you ask?

Another painter has come.

He did not succeed.

What happened?

I do not know.

I think it's the only one.

She still has no dresses, and put on the convent's clothes.

Is she blonde?

Yes.

This one will do.

Do you recognize?

My father painted it.

One of your first.

In Milan, before my marriage.

My daughter's suitor � milan�s.

We'll go there if he likes it Portrait

You will leave.

I need to tell you ...

She wore a painter before you.

In a very simple way: she refused to pose.

He never saw her face.

Why don't you want to be painted?

She denies this marriage.

You must paint without her knowing.

She thinks you are yours Hiking companion.

She is pleased.

Since she arrived, I won't let her out.

Why not?

I was not careful the Enough with her sister.

She thinks I'll take care of her.

And you, she notes.

Is painting it that way possible?

More than being a mate.

The portrait arrived here before of me.

When I entered this room,

I found myself before my image hanging on the wall.

She was waiting for me.

She is waiting to leave.

In between.

Tell me what happened with your mistress?

How she died?

We were walking by the cliff.

She was behind me and disappeared.

I saw her body broken down there.

- Did you see her falling? - No.

I think she jumped.

Why do you think that?

She didn't scream.

I dreamed about it for years.

Die?

Run.

Must show the ear and study cartilage closely.

Even if it is covered by the hair.

Must be a hot one and transparent hue.

With the exception of the opening, which is always strong.

Its hue, even in the light, must submit to the cheek.

What is most prominent.

Did you bring a book?

Yes.

Can I borrow?

I will pick you up.

Thanks.

It's weird that you sleep here.

Ms...

Ms!

She is waiting.

Is she down there?

I have to cover you.

It's windy.

I would like to take a shower.

On a calmer day.

Yes.

How long will you be here?

Six more days.

You nothing?

I do not know.

It's very dangerous if you don't know.

I meant I don't know If I can swim.

How was your day?

Difficult

She always walks in front of me.

And walks alone on the beach.

Have you started painting?

Not yet.

I didn't even see her smile.

Did you try to be funny?

Is it unfinished?

My sister was embroidering him.

Do you think she wanted to die?

You are the first person who You're not afraid to ask that.

Beyond you?

Not out loud, but yes.

In your last letter, she apologized.

For no reason.

For what she would be excusing himself?

For leaving me her destiny.

You make it look awful.

What do you know about my marriage?

Are you about to marry a Milan, that's all.

That's all I know too.

You see why you worry me.

Seeing that way, yes.

I see it the way it is.

Would you rather have stayed in the convent?

It is a life with its advantages.

It has a library.

You can sing or listen to music.

And equality is a good feeling.

I found the convent unfair.

I leave after my first communion.

They punished me for drawing on margins of my notebook.

Do you draw?

Yes a little.

And you? When you will marry?

I don't know if I will.

- You don't have to? - No.

I'll take over the business from my father.

You can choose, so You do not understand me.

I understand.

How are your days?

We came back late and got little time to work.

I'll keep her here tomorrow afternoon.

You will be free to progress.

Maybe you should allow let her go out alone.

Fear not. She is not sad, but angry.

Do you think I don't know about her anger?

I know well.

Yes, I do too.

Where did you learn Italian?

In Milan.

Do you know Milan?

I can't wait to go back.

I haven't been back for twenty years.

Tell her that Milan is beautiful.

And that life will be sweeter.

She doesn't talk to me much.

I'm not marrying the local nobility.

I'm trying... Take her somewhere else.

She'll be less bored there.

And you too.

Indeed. Why not?

I will go to the coast at the same time as you.

If you don't have to Back to Paris.

I have a friend who I would like to make a picture.

Thanks.

It will not be easy.

My friend � particularly ugly.

She is very ugly.

You made me laugh.

It was ages that It didn't happen.

I did nothing.

You are here.

It takes two to be funny.

Marianne?

Do you have tobacco?

Yes.

Your mother will leave you go out alone tomorrow.

It will be free.

Being free is being alone?

Don't you think so?

I'll tell you tomorrow.

I will go to mass.

To receive the communion?

I want to hear music.

Organic music is beautiful, but without life.

It's all I know.

Have you never heard an orchestra?

No.

You already?

Tell me about.

It is not easy to describe music.

What is it?

A passage I love.

Are you happy?

Not happy, but has life.

� about arrival From a storm.

The insects feel.

They get agitated.

Then the storm arrives.

With light and the wind.

I can't remember ...

You will hear the rest. Milan is the city of music.

So I can't wait by Milan.

I'm saying there will be� good stuff.

You saying that, now and then,

I will be comforted.

How was the mass?

You look happy.

I sang a lot.

Are you leaving me yet?

Yes.

Are you leaving tomorrow?

Yes.

In loneliness, I felt the freedom that you said.

But I missed you too.

The picture is made.

Are you happy with him?

I think so.

Let's see him.

Can I ask a favor?

Ask.

I would like to show to her first.

And I tell the truth myself.

I understand.

She likes you very much.

As you know?

She talks about you.

Hello ...

I need to tell you something.

I am a painter.

I came to paint you.

I finished your picture.

I see now why you praised the charms of exile.

You felt guilty.

Are you leaving?

Today later, with your mother.

So I should take a shower today.

Well, can you swim?

I still don't know if I know.

Did you see me?

You can float.

Let's go back.

Explain your looks.

Won't you say anything?

It's me?

Yes.

Is that how you see me?

It's not me.

What do you mean, not just you?

There are rules, conventions, ideas.

You mean there is no life?

No presence?

Your presence is made of moments truly lacking ephemerals.

Not everything is ephemeral.

Some feelings are deep.

The fact that it's not close to me,

I can understand,

But I find it sad that it is not next to you.

How do you know it's not next to me?

I didn't know you It's an art critic.

I didn't know you It's a painter.

I'll get my mother.

Not good enough. I will start again.

You are joking.

Excuse me.

It was not satisfactory.

You are incompetent then.

You can go.

She stays.

I will pose for her.

Really?

Yes.

Why?

What changes for you?

Nothing.

I'll be gone for five days.

When I get back, will be finalized.

And I decide, not you.

Understood?

Say goodbye as you did as a child.

Sit down.

Turn your chest to me.

A little more.

Turn your head slightly.

Put your arm here.

Not like that. Can I?

Take your hand.

On the other side.

Like this.

- Are you comfortable? - Yes.

Can you stay in this position?

Yes.

Look at me.

The heat will do you good.

The seeds hold him.

Thanks.

Usually I already have one prepared.

But I have not had my period.

One more time?

Three times.

Is this the first time?

Yes.

- Do you want a child? - No.

I was waiting for the countess go away so I can see.

- I can't. - Just a little longer.

I can't go on.

No.

There should be no flowers.

It is ready.

- Is that enough? - We'll see.

Has it ever happened to you?

Yes.

You met love.

Yes.

How is it?

It's hard to say.

I mean, what does it feel like?

I can't make you smile.

It seems that I do, and then it disappears.

Anger always comes out.

Definitely with you.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

It didn't hurt me.

Yes, I hurt, I realized.

When you get hurt, do that movement with hands.

Really?

Yes.

And when you're ashamed,

you bite your lips.

And when you're angry,

Don't blink your eyes.

You know everything.

Forgive me, I would hate to be in your place.

We are in the same place.

Exactly the same.

Come on

Come on.

Closer.

Look.

If you look at me,

who do i look at?

When you don't know what to say, touch the forehead.

When you lose control, raises his eyebrows.

And when you're upset,

breathes through your mouth.

- I didn't touch it! - I won.

I won.

You played.

Try to focus.

Your turn.

It's stealing.

I am not. I play fast.

Continues.

Two.

- Two letters. - Two

Two out of six.

- I won. - Yes, it did.

Your turn.

No. Continues.

Continues.

Show your throat.

More.

You have my future Husband in mind.

Do you paint nude models too?

Women, yes.

Why not men?

I am not allowed.

Why?

Because I am a woman.

Is it a matter of modesty?

� to prevent us from do good art.

No notion of male anatomy, the matter escapes us.

How do you do it?

I do it in secret.

� tolerated.

What do you say your models

to amuse them?

- Are you bored? - No.

I'm interested in you.

Your appearance is remarkable today.

You are very elegant.

You pose beautifully.

You are beautiful.

That's what I tell them.

"So striking the lyre to keep up with your words,

he sung:

�, Gods of the Underworld

which all mortals descend,

I'm here to search my wife.

One that she stepped on

poisoned her and stole your youth.

I beg of you,

unravels the thread of death Eur�dice premature.

Everything will be yours.

We all ended up here.

It's our final home.

Your reign over the human race.

After living your fair period of years,

she will be yours.

If fate refuses this please � my wife,

I am determined to do not return.

You can delight with our deaths. ''

- He's convinced - Much.

I hope they accept.

"So, for the first time,

tears wet the Eumenides cheeks,

over his words.

Neither the king's bride,

nor the ruler of Hades could resist your prayer.

They went after Eur�dice.

She was there, among the new spirits,

and approached, limping from your wound.

She returned to Orpheus under the conditions of

that he would not look back to leave

or the favor would be revoked.

In deep silence, took a sloping path,

Steep and dark

shrouded in thick fog.

They were approaching from the surface,

approaching the limit, When...

fearing to lose Eur�dice and impatient to see her,

your beloved wife turned

and it was immediately sent back.

She reached out for your hug

and wished to hold it.

Your poor hands They just grabbed the empty air.

Dying a second time,

she didn't complain.

His only fault was to love her. "

This is horrible.

Poor woman. Why did he turn around?

He was warned not to, but did for no reason.

There were reasons.

Do you think so?

Read again.

"They were close to the surface, approaching the limit,

when, fearing to lose Eur�dice and impatient to see her,

your beloved wife has turned. "

No, he can't look at her for fear of losing her.

That is no reason. They warned him not to look.

He is very much in love. Can't resist.

I think Sophie is right.

He could resist. These are not serious reasons.

Maybe he will make a choice.

What choice?

He chooses her memory, that's why he turns around.

He does not make the choice of lover, but the poet's.

"She said one last goodbye

that barely reached his ears

and fell again into the abyss. "

Maybe it was she who said,

"turn around."

She says I'm still pregnant and to come back in two days.

I will go with you.

What about H�lo�se?

Not well. She doesn't want to have dinner.

I thought you had been scared.

You were right.

I'm scared.

All lovers feel who are making something up?

I know the gestures

I imagined them all, waiting for you.

Did you dream about me?

No.

I thought of you.

Don't you wanna come over?

I'm going.

Stand up.

Wait.

That's good.

Lay down.

Raise your legs.

A�.

Thanks.

Deep breaths.

Look.

Go to bed.

I'll take care of her.

I don't want to go to bed.

Sophie?

Are you sleeping?

No.

Can you get up?

Help her out.

Get your things.

We will paint.

Sophie ...

Come here.

Sit down.

Come closer.

Lay down.

Look at her.

Arch your back a little.

Sophie ...

Straighten your head.

Yes.

Stop this.

What?

What are you doing.

Be serious.

Stay still.

I bought from a woman at the festival.

It is a plant.

She said it makes You fly.

Have you tried?

Never.

Do you want it?

Now?

She said it's been a while last longer.

Your eyes.

You have to drink it.

This time I liked it.

Maybe it's because I love you know better.

Maybe I have changed.

Perhaps.

You didn't destroy the last one because of me.

You did it for you.

I would like to destroy this one too.

Why?

Through that, I gave you to another.

It's terrible.

Now that you own me a little, has a grudge.

- I don't have one. - You have.

You know so.

You're not mine side now.

You blame me for what comes after. My marriage.

You don't support me.

You are right.

See

Say what burns your heart.

I believed you were braver.

I also believed that you were.

That's it then.

You find me hard.

Worse...

You think I'm cunning.

You imagine my pleasure.

It is a way of avoiding hope.

Imagine me happy or unhappy, if it reassures you.

But don't imagine me guilty.

You prefer me to resist.

Yes.

Are you asking me?

Answer.

No.

Have you seen Hloose?

No. She's not in her room.

We had news.

The countess will be back tomorrow.

Very well.

Will you be ready?

Yes.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Your mother comes back tomorrow.

Come on

With me.

When do we know it's ready?

In a moment, we stopped.

Ready.

Who is it for?

For me.

You can play this image to infinity.

Yes.

After a while,

you will see her

When you think of me.

I will not have a picture of you.

Do you want a picture of me?

Yes.

What?

That.

Give me your book.

Give me a page.

28

Your eyes are closing.

Do not sleep.

I feel something new.

What?

Repentance.

Do not regret it.

Remember

I will remember when you fell asleep in the kitchen.

I will remember ...

of your dark look

When I beat you in the cards.

I will remember the first time that you laughed at.

Did you take time to be funny.

This is true.

I lost time.

Me too.

I will remember the first time I wanted to kiss you.

When was that?

Didn't you notice?

At the party around the campfire.

Yes, I did.

But it wasn't the first time.

Tell me.

No, tell me you.

When you asked me If I knew love.

I could say that the The answer was yes.

And that was now.

I remember.

- Good Morning. - Good Morning.

They are here.

Very good.

For you

Thanks.

Hello ...

Come with me.

In one minute.

No, now.

I have a gift for you.

I will say goodbye here.

Bye.

Have a good trip.

Turn.

You made me look so sad.

You were.

I'm not anymore.

I saw her again for first time.

Are you on guard?

I am watching reactions.

Do you want mine?

This Orpheus is excellent.

Your father is fit.

It's my painting. I put in your name.

Usually he is pictured before turning

or later, to the extent that Eurydice dies.

Here, it looks like they're saying good-bye.

I saw her one last time.

She didn't see me.

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