>>18368984"This isn't going to be lucid, is it?" asks Serena.
"Only if that's what the content in the painting holds for you. Anything can happen and anything can appear. The inner makings of these paintings are stored away in an alternate dimension with physics that completely betray the ones we know here. Just keep in mind that your mission is to revitalize the color that appears to have gone missing from the canvas, do that, and you'll be able to unlock a hidden truth. A very, very, hidden truth."
Serena cranes her head as Voidore retrieves a tray of clumpy, wet, cold black whatever from his easel, "Sounds frightening, should I feel intimidated?"
"Just a little bit. After all, little people have escaped alive in their attempts to return color back to their profiles, but that's probably because I've sent so few people to begin with. You see, my paint tends to dry /very/ quickly, it's a special trait of the colors I produce, a failsafe so that mistakes cannot be fixed. I believe in the principle that once something happens, changing it demeans the original work."
Voidore sticks a paw in the tray, grabbing a handful of the blackened mush.
"Yet, you're putting aside those traits for my sake?"
"Erasing a mistake and adding onto a mistake are different things in my book. You're a lucky girl, really lucky. Something must be wrong with my white, it /should/ have dried by now, but it's still wet, I must really be missing the marks more now that I'm getting old."
"Is there a possibility for the paint to dry whilst I'm on my mission?"
