Medium - Canvas , Subject - Still Life , Style - Surrealism , Artwork Type - Acrylic
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I served fruit from my garden to the snakes, who forced me to drink cyanide, claiming it was almond liqueur. I was a fool, so it broke my heart when I finally saw the truth. I counted the bruises on my neck from their grip (they claimed they were hugging me) and cried an entire ocean for them.
But then I spotted a snowdrop outside the window, as big as a tree. It warmed my heart. The cooks prepared dinner for me—a few defenseless, hideous snakes…
Fortunately, in nature, a healthy tree bears new fruit every year, even if it weathered a few storms.
