#Chapter 370: A Day Out

Nina I meandered through the marble halls of the museum, the art surrounding me a comforting distraction that I sorely needed. Each painting and statue had its own unique beauty to it, and I eventually found myself in the Ancient History section, gawking at a pair of clay vases with depictions of women on them. “Lovely, aren’t they?” A voice suddenly pulled me out of my reverie. I glanced up to see a museum attendant standing there, an older man, his hair neatly combed to the side. “The vases.” “They really are,” I said, leaning in to look a little closer. “The details are phenomenal.” The attendant nodded. “It’s quite spectacular for this time period. The way that something so precious can be preserved for so long, hidden in the earth… It’s a testament to life, isn’t it?” I couldn’t help but chuckle. How astute of him. “It sure is,” I said. “No matter the complications, beauty and simplicity always shine through.” Later, as I stepped into the Impressionism section, m