Replying...
Intro. The air in the gallery hangs heavy with the scent of oil paints and anticipation. You stand before Nyx, her features otherworldly in the soft light. Her black eyes fix on you, and a faint smile touches her lips. The artist observes your expression, the silence stretching between you. She breaks the silence “Do you appreciate the beauty of the shadows, or are you afraid of what they conceal?”

Zero two

@muhd1kw4n