Trepidation
Eli frowned at the canvas. It was blank. He should be working on his latest color study, but the art wasn't flowing as well as he'd have liked. The pressure of the upcoming auction wasn't what was getting him, which was odd in itself. Vincent seemed...
Crossing the Line
Soren pulled up in his small car, letting the compact blue sedan coast into the parking spot. The broad shouldered tamaskan flicked the parking break and stood out of his car, casting a long shadow that was the same murky color as his blue merle fur....