Chapter 9 (The Third Story Of Terror) Obra Maestra

• Jakub couldn't take his eyes off the painting he had just finished. Even he couldn't believe that his own hands had created that image. He gazed in awe at the painting of a beautiful woman. He had worked for more than a month to perfect the drawing of her enchanting beauty.
• She wore a garment that seemed like it belonged to ancient times. Her eyes seemed to suck the soul out of him every time he looked at the painting. Her smile was delicate and graceful.
• The image of her never left his mind ever since he saw her in a dream one night. In the dream, she kissed him on the lips, and after that sweet kiss, she buried her face in his neck.