Rose by Skylog

One day a stranger came to a city, they laughed at his strange language and the police arrested him. That day a Lady Lucie came to the prison and paid for his freedom, she smiled and said "off you go, sweet boy." She had helped him and treated him fantastic.

One day he decided to repay her kindness. First he started writing a poem, but he felt the laughter. He gave up and decided to paint a rose, a rose she could place on her wall.

He had a few coins and he bought canvas, a brush and white paint, he could not afford more.

He looked at the white paint and wondered how he could paint a rose with that? Then he  got an idea, he could pick red roses and put them in the paint. He had done so and he started to paint the petals, with long red strokes, with such smooth movements of his hands.

He painted and he was lost in it, how the red color was passion, the gratitude he had toward this woman for her kindness, the deep bond he felt was between them.

At one time he had stopped shocked, a rose need water! Since he was a Prince he had found a needle and made a hole in his finger and the blue blood flowed out of him and he had put it in the paint.  He started to mix the red and blue paint, the light, reflections and after a while he nodded satisfied and started to finish the painting.

A Rose like this needs a Sky and he was lucky he had more paint and blood. He was a little pale now, but he wanted to finish his rose painting. He was carried away with the painting, he painted with his heart, he painted how he saw Miss Lucie, he used his intuition, the swipes and his smooth moving hands.

After some time he was satisfied: he was a Prince and had grown up with fantastic paintings. He nodded satisfied and taken the painting under the arm and brought it to Lady Lucie. He had looked shy and she had said, "what brings you here to my home, sweet boy?" He had handed her the painting and said "Thank you, for being so kind to me".

Lady Lucie looked at the picture for a long time and said "I know exactly on which wall this lovely Japanese sunset shall be placed."

The sweet guy smiled wide and said: "A sunset is the rose in the sea and since you are a Japanese pirate, you live places where no roses grow. A sunset is the best cure when you are feeling sad. And you Lady Lucie, you shall never feel sad, when I am around."