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.