She arrived at dusk, carrying a satchel full of colors no one had names for.142Please respect copyright.PENANA1MqNvMupGa
She listened to the tavern’s murmurs, then painted the air with silent strokes.142Please respect copyright.PENANAfp3Bw0YrDF
I served her Whisperwine—a delicate blend of dreamleaf and frostpetal.142Please respect copyright.PENANAIxFKXunE5b
She smiled, said the colors would find their way back to her.142Please respect copyright.PENANA3t6mEYBj4h
I wonder if her paintings can hear.