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Panel One: The background is filled with snow, the trees powdered in white snow.

Text Box 1, Narration: The painting lost count of how many winters came and went and yet the god didn't return.

Text Box 1, cont, Narration: But, the painting did as he was told.

Panel Two: In a room overwhelmed with foliage a value dressed in red with hook shaped frames and long brown hair sits before the painting, hands clasped in a prayer fashion.

Text Box 2: I wish my partner and I can have a happy life with a child...

Text Box 3: I wish my brother and I could get along and make up...

Text Box 4: Please...

Text Box 5: Please...

Panel Three: The paintings chest is focused on, holding the heart within its cusped hands. The Heart seems to flash brightly with each wish given to it.

Text Box 6: I wish for my sister to recover from her illness.

Text Box 7: I wish for my farm to flourish.

Text Box 8: Please...

Text Box 9: Please...

Panel Four: A Value with short hair dressed in green stands with a hand cusped in front of their chest, in the same room as before.

Text Box 10: I wish for my village to be safe from the war.

Text Box 11: I wish for one more day with her...

Text box 12: Please...

Text Box 13: Please...

Panel Five: In a simple, black background panel with no character to focus on

Text Box 14: And yet...the painting couldn't be prepared for the shadows of his father's creation.

Text Box 15: No...

Panel Six: The panel shows the painting on the wall, a shadowed figure with balled fists approaching.

Panel Seven: A blonde man with a brown outfit looks up to the painting, eyes shadowed out.

Text box 16, slightly tinged in inky black: Something so accustomed to only the vivid, neon colors could never understand darkness...