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Forever series. A Sapphic Novel, Book 1, "Your my last," Chapter 6, by Arka Blanco.

  Chapter 6. Cold. Chloe had been gone three weeks, winter had come and the cold was relentless. Sam was surprised to see that there was so much snow on the ground, it was piled up around her house, all the trees were white and even though Sam was rugged up, in a heavy coat, she still felt cold. Sam had never experienced a winter like this, the cold seemed to penetrate deep inside of her, she could not get warm no matter what she did. Weeks passed, standing at her easel she began to realise that painting was becoming a painful process. Brushes slipped between her stiff fingers, just holding the brushes felt as if her fingers were burning. The pain in her naked fingers made Sam cry, she could only work in bursts, gloves on, gloves off for a brief periods before she had to put the gloves back on to warm her fingers. The studio heater hissed uselessly. Everything she did became labour some, because of the brutal cold. The heater in the studio made little difference, she ha...

Forever series. A Sapphic Novel, Book 1, "Your my last," Chapter 5, by Arka Blanco.

  Chapter 5. Friday. Sam had been very busy all week creating new work and every night at seven Chloe would ring and they would chat for half an hour, Chloe said it was her break time as she usually worked until ten. It was around seven and Sam was looking forward to speaking to her friend Chloe. There was a knock on the door, she wondered who it could be, she opened the door and it was Chloe standing there smiling at Sam, she rushed in and gave Sam a big hug and said. “I managed to get away from Seoul early so we came straight to you, get you bag we are going out for dinner.” “ Yes, ok, I suppose so, where are we going?” “ To my suite in the hotel, Jenny told them we would be early, it seems I am the only one who books that suite, let’s go” Sam grabbed her bag and felt under dressed in her denim shorts and t-shirt, still it didn’t seem to worry Chloe, she was surprised to see only Jenny in the van and said. “The other girls didn’t come this time?” “ We left them in Seou...

Forever series. A Sapphic Novel, Book 1, "Your my last," Chapter 4 by Arka Blanco.

  Forever series.  Book 1, by Arka Blanco. Chapter 4. The van came down the winding road to Sam’s home just after eleven and Sam was dressed in long blue shorts, a yellow blouse and a black baseball cap that had the Australian flag in black on the front of it, she walked out to the van and steeped inside and Chloe greeted her and said. “I love your cap Sammy.” “ I bought it before I left Sydney, this is my first time to wear it.” “ I love it, can I have it please, let’s swap, Jenny get out one of the new Zoir caps out of the bag and give it to Sammy.” Jenny reached into the bag and pulled out a Zoir cap and handed it to Sam and Sam gave Chloe her cap, Chloe took off her Zoir cap and put on Sam’s cap and smiled at Sam and said. “Sammy, I will wear your cap everywhere I go, I love it.” Sam smiled and thought to herself that’s funny and said. “I am glad you like it.” It didn’t take them long to get to the picnic spot and the girls began to set out the picnic on a small cov...

Forever series. A Sapphic Novel. Book 1, "Your my last." Chapter 3, by Arka Blanco.

  Forever series.  Book 1by Arka Blanco. Chapter 3 Chapter 3. Two months later. Sam was settled into her new home and studio, Nelly’s husband had delivered all the art supplies Sam had ordered online and she was surprised at how reasonable the prices were. She had worked hard over the past two months and had completed a number of large works. Sam liked to work on bigger pieces, though she had decided not to go any larger than two meters by two meters and to do smaller pieces, it would be a challenge to go smaller, but Sam was up for it. A habit Sam had developed here, was to walk to the lake about fifteen minutes away and sketch, she loved the peace in the early morning she felt at the lake, it helped her to create, she would use pencils, watercolours and oil pastels to create wonderful dreamy patterns, making marks and shapes, she always got lost in the flow. Sam was sitting on the warm ground, doing her patterns and mark making and she didn’t notice that someone was...