The first impression i got from this painting is the sorrow and darkness trapped in the space. That led to my first narrative;
Curtain is gone.
Sorrow no longer hides;
it sails away with the light,
as the darkness is trapped.
However, this narrative is weak of its lack of sence of space. So i kinda developed it into;
Longed to escape from the fotters of void, 'it' lingers on the untouchable sills.
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