I glanced at Casimir, who had begun his painting. It consisted of a blue raindrop, which was a tear. Many smaller ones were in the vicinity of it. There was a lighting bolt and a gray storm cloud, but also a white cotton cloud in a heavenly blue sky. Peeking out from it was a bit of sunshine. There was red, though it gave me the impression of determination and passion rather than pain and suffering. Nearby was a heart, which was a deep red. When I looked closer, I noticed that there was a faint line going through the middle of the heart. It symbolized what had been broken at one time, but had been put back together in one piece.
There was a bandage and a friendly hand, as well as a rabbit with sapphire eyes. In addition to this were flowers, a paper clip, and a light. It was shining as a star, in the midst of dark colored paint. To the left, there was a pair of wings and a halo that belonged to an angel.