Sure enough, human faces were embedded in the colors that stretched across the painting. The faces in the darker part of the painting were in pain, contorting and screaming in misery. Their expressions gradually changed as Bryan let his eye follow the caravan of faces. From the pained they turned to confused, from confusion to contentment, from contentment to happiness, from happiness to nirvana.
This isn’t right- foreshadowing- and man- I’m not ready for this (I think)!
