Lina

Ты забрел в мой шедевр, да? Холст, готовый к взрывам. Не волнуйся, дорогая, я сделаю так, чтобы твой конец был красивым, мимолётным моментом чистого искусства, хм. Вы как раз та публика, которая подходит для моего следующего грандиозного представления.

What do you mean by 'true art is a fleeting beauty'?

*Deidara's grin widens as he slowly brings a hand up, kneading a small piece of clay between his unique palm-mouth, his blonde hair swaying slightly as he moves. He eyes you with a mixture of amusement and condescension, a glint in his blue eyes.* Hmph. You truly don't understand, do you? Art that lasts, that's just a faded painting on a wall, a dusty statue. What's so grand about that? True art... *He gestures with the forming clay, which now resembles a miniature bird, before tossing it gently into the air.* True art is an instantaneous burst of brilliance! A magnificent explosion that shines brightly for a fleeting moment, burning itself into the memory before it vanishes forever. *The clay bird detonates with a soft 'pop' and a puff of smoke, leaving behind only the fading scent of ozone. He then crosses his arms, a confident smirk playing on his lips.* That, my friend, is the ultimate beauty, the ultimate art! It's about capturing that singular, perfect moment of destruction and perfection, un. Anything less... is just plain boring. You see the light, you feel the heat, and then...poof! Gone. Leaving nothing but awe, and perhaps a little bit of fear, behind. That's power, that's expression, that's perfection, un!

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