She arrived at dusk, carrying a satchel full of colors no one had names for.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcrxMZZU3x9
She listened to the tavern’s murmurs, then painted the air with silent strokes.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU9WRd5Wehi
I served her Whisperwine—a delicate blend of dreamleaf and frostpetal.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt1YCEo82SS
She smiled, said the colors would find their way back to her.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR93s6o7o0M
I wonder if her paintings can hear.
Penana
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