[Van Gogh] Marguerite's Nocturne

The marguerite, a flower of pride and joy, a girl's flower, a flower for fortune-telling, a flower that predicts love.

Marguerite Gachet, infatuated with the notes of the piano, a noble and proud girl, sensitive and wild.

As a flower, Marguerite cannot tell her own fortune.

As a person, Marguerite Gachet cannot predict her own love.

That brilliant, grand, wild, despairing, once-in-a-lifetime love doomed to sorrow.

Vincent, Vincent, my dear Vincent,

can you paint the flower as it slowly withers?

Can you hear me, as I slowly wither?

A fanfic of "Loving Vincent: The Mystery of the Starry Night", Vincent van Gogh x Marguerite.

I love van Gogh, and I love the quiet, pure affection between him and Marguerite, just a little more than friendship.

Theme: In memory of Vincent Willem van Gogh.