Columbine With Marionette

Columbine stood backstage, staring at the small marionette in her hands. The doll, delicate and intricately crafted, was an eerie reflection of herself, with the same pale face, the same sorrowful eyes, and even a dress that mirrored her own. It wasn’t just a puppet—somehow, it felt as though it carried a piece of her heart, a symbol of the fate she had never chosen.

The theater was buzzing with excitement as the audience waited for the show to begin. The lights dimmed, and a hush fell over the crowd. Columbine's performance was about to start, and she knew it would be a tale unlike any other—a sad story of a girl whose life was always decided by the hands of others, much like her marionette.

As the curtains rose, Columbine gracefully moved to the center of the stage, holding her marionette close. The strings dangled from the puppet’s limbs, just as invisible strings seemed to dangle from her own. Each step she took, each gesture, mirrored through the tiny figure in her hands.

The story unfolded—a tale of a young girl born into a world where every choice was made for her. Whether it was her future, her love, or her dreams, others decided her fate. The marionette danced across the stage, echoing Columbine's movements, embodying the girl in the story who longed for freedom but was trapped by the expectations and demands of those around her.

As the show progressed, the marionette's actions grew more frantic, its tiny limbs flailing as if trying to break free from the strings that bound it. The audience was entranced, watching with bated breath as the puppet struggled against the fate it had been assigned. Columbine, too, felt the weight of her own strings, the metaphor of the story sinking deep into her heart.

Yet, despite its efforts, the marionette could not escape. The girl’s fate was sealed, her dreams stifled by the hands of those in power, and in the end, she became nothing more than a silent doll in a grand, cruel show. The curtain fell, and Columbine stood motionless, her marionette hanging limply by her side.

The audience erupted in applause, but Columbine could not smile. The puppet in her hand was no longer just an object—it was a reflection of her own life, her own struggles. She had played her part beautifully, but in doing so, she had revealed a truth too painful to bear.

And as the crowd cheered, Colombina knew that in this world, she and her marionette were the same—both destined to dance, bound by the strings of others’ choices.

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This is an original oil painting, personally signed by Sergey Malish.

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