Here's another scene...
This is a story of a lonely frog.
Lonely frog sits on her imitation Louis XIV sofa and waits. She has laid out tea for two but yet she sits alone. The decor in his room is fashionable and fabulous. The antique chest acts as a chic coffee table. The art on the wall is homespun, yet modern and daring. She sits and waits... in limbo? Trapped ? The bright light of the observer only makes her more aware. It casts shadows.
Where is her guest? Why has he not shown up yet? Why is she alone? What is her name?
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