She arrived at dusk, carrying a satchel full of colors no one had names for.71Please respect copyright.PENANAIJMpsiaNcI
She listened to the tavern’s murmurs, then painted the air with silent strokes.71Please respect copyright.PENANAcA8APZzY5I
I served her Whisperwine—a delicate blend of dreamleaf and frostpetal.71Please respect copyright.PENANA5pFuxZ552P
She smiled, said the colors would find their way back to her.71Please respect copyright.PENANAL3loLFRTsH
I wonder if her paintings can hear.