This is the second instalment of Omen’s life as Leonardo da Vinci. All in all, it’s rather short, though it does give fascinating insight into the life of da Vinci and things da Vinci valued most.
da Vinci: Adult Life Through Death
I was apprenticed to a well-known artist and educated in many fields of craftsmanship. My mentor was so sharp and harsh at times, yet so gentle and encouraging at other times; that I still wonder what he thought of me. It seemed he [Devil] saw more than just my art, one of those few individuals to be able to look into my eyes and practically make me cower inside. I could swear he saw straight through into me, judging all of my deeds. I always wished to please him for some reason. I certainly respected him [Devil] and valued his ideals, as a pilgrim would hang on their gurus every word. In a way, I sought to emulate him at first, as he was the perfect example of success (which I was somewhat hell bent on achieving in any form for my teenage years, at the least) but over time even he [Devil] seemed to think that I surpassed him.
Even after my tuition was finished with him, I still visited him at every chance I got and we grew closer as time went by. We went from student and teacher, to colleagues and finally to brothers as I slipped into my adulthood and our appalling age gap closed swiftly. I would have been his lover had he not insinuated many times that he did not favor men particularly. I’m not ashamed to say I would have legitimately done anything for him, I was indebted to him after all.
All in all, much was said between us…but I still wonder at what was never said. It seems when meeting such inspiring individuals, there is always so much left unfinished. Such is the nature of human mortality.
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