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19. (Diary Of Zorianna)
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CORA'S POV "Breathe, Cora." He whispered softly and immediately, my tension disappeared. I felt relaxed instantly and I began to inhale and exhale, shutting my eyes close. "Good girl." Oliver said after what seemed like a minute. "Now open your eyes." I did as he instructed. "Focus, Cora. Focus on the lady before you. Stare deep into the eyes of this beautiful woman, shut out every other thoughts and concentrate on her only. Open your heart, search her eyes and tell me what you see." He said and everything else became still that moment, his hands were no longer on my shoulders and I couldn't feel his breath on my ear anymore. I blinked severally, shutting out the million thoughts going on in my head and stared at the painting. Concentrating only on her eyes, I stared until I felt nothing within or without me. I stared immensely, searchingly at those eyes that were mine and in that moment, something unusual occurred. At this moment, I was looking into my own soul. I saw my bat
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CORA'S POV "Look at the empty canvas, Cora," I did as he instructed. "Good, now hold my hand." I looked at him as he raised his right hand _which held a paint brush_ to the canvas. I leaned forward and slowly raised my hand, carefully placing it over his, on the canvas. While his hand held the brush, mine supported him. "Perfect. Now close your eyes and think about the healing you're getting and the representation of the new you." He instructed once more and I did as he said, closing my eyes and thinking about the broken lady whose soul I'd peered into, thinking about the new woman I'd always envisioned of her. "Guide my hand Cora, and together, let's reflect HER through art on this welcoming canvas." I heard Oliver whispered encouragingly. I breathed in and exhaled heavily. My mind went back to search my soul thoroughly and I felt my hand moving and directing his, against the canvas. I didn't know what I was doing; but one thing was certain _I had become a changed p
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