She arrived at dusk, carrying a satchel full of colors no one had names for.125Please respect copyright.PENANAEyrU5fp9L7
She listened to the tavern’s murmurs, then painted the air with silent strokes.125Please respect copyright.PENANAAuhvtrL1WW
I served her Whisperwine—a delicate blend of dreamleaf and frostpetal.125Please respect copyright.PENANAuRLzKkiYYK
She smiled, said the colors would find their way back to her.125Please respect copyright.PENANAy5ny4q0gyw
I wonder if her paintings can hear.