...a deathly serenade...
...a Painter... a Poet... a Prose Stylist... xxx
...a Painter... a Poet... a Prose Stylist... xxx
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did not go outside on the decking. Though there
are two large pot plants sitting on the floor to the
left of the decking, which were Ellis' who often
watered and nurtured these morning glory to
which she reportedly said she treated like the love
she had for Franz in that it was "it's always in
vain," commenting that he never noticed how
much she loved him, he was always too busy
wanting that apple in the garden" (Alright
magazine, Eve Morning, 2013). This comment,
made in the aftermath of their divorce going
public, reportedly touched Franz deeply - a
"sensitive" man, beyond the mud slinging, he felt
more affected then he himself knew, after this was
published the correspondence between us came
few and far between, for his disenchantment with
life.
In front of the window, sits a wooden chair,
that one can assume a person such as The
Professor sat down in when he visited Franz. A
pair of glasses were left on the stand next to the
chair, and neither Franz nor Ellis wore glasses,
they were The Professor's. Speaking of The
Professor Franz wrote that, "if it wasn't for The
Professor's Art hatred," he said. "And therefore
lack of belief in the mysterious I would certainly
have been a firm member of his school of thought.
But we still chat often, he has interesting views."
The wooden stand also contains a box of aspirin
and a half full glass of orange juice. Franz'
sufferings with headaches is something he
struggled to cope with throughout his life, unable
to distract himself from his contemplations he
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