I am currently walking to this empty hallway. In which some well-known artist in the Philippines is there, such as Wendi Patoc's 'between remember and forgotten', Jose Joya's 'Granadean Arabesque', Ang Kiukok's 'The fisherman', some other more. And yes, daddy likes paintings and some artworks of some artists out there.
How do I know whose painting it is, well there is also a plate who paints it, and the title of the painting, so obviously I could know what is the name and the artist's name. tsk.
It's kinda weird that the place is silent. Looks like daddy's people are busy.
I wonder what they busy about. Tsk, why am I thinking such, it doesn't matter anyway.
"Florenza!" a voice suddenly shouted, echoing in this place.
My heart feels like being squeezed, as I face the voice. Fratello Ra
