Written for RDP, where Martha asks us
to get creative with the word “portrait”.
Thanks, Martha! Here’s where the prompt took me.

Lucian was desperate to possess Marielle but she rebuffed him at every turn, saying she would never be his. Never!
He commissioned a portrait of his obsession, but eventually he tired of it, knowing he could never rest until Marielle was his, body and soul.
Finally, Lucian’s demons took over and he completely lost his mind. Now Marielle lies encased in glass in Lucien’s attic, her beauty preserved forever.
NAR©2026
This is “Portrait Of My Love” by Steve Lawrence
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

Her body is his. Her soul, not so sure!
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Very effective ekphrastics!
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what a sado … He still never got her did he 💜💜
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Nope … and never will! 🖤
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Personally, I would have opted for the box underneath the bed- but to each his own. heheheheh
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lol Jodie 🤣🤣🤣
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hahaha! You’re right …. it’s a kick ass box! 😂
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