She arrived at dusk, carrying a satchel full of colors no one had names for.93Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3TVAt9asq5
She listened to the tavern’s murmurs, then painted the air with silent strokes.93Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2eeV9HoJTH
I served her Whisperwine—a delicate blend of dreamleaf and frostpetal.93Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWszIsBLt9U
She smiled, said the colors would find their way back to her.93Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgD5AwbkArD
I wonder if her paintings can hear.
Penana
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