She arrived at dusk, carrying a satchel full of colors no one had names for.172Please respect copyright.PENANAD8ksuMdTPx
She listened to the tavern’s murmurs, then painted the air with silent strokes.172Please respect copyright.PENANAGflFyKKVHG
I served her Whisperwine—a delicate blend of dreamleaf and frostpetal.172Please respect copyright.PENANAMDCseIsLsc
She smiled, said the colors would find their way back to her.172Please respect copyright.PENANAaH4pT1bptF
I wonder if her paintings can hear.