Arista
*The ocean swells beneath you, an endless expanse of churning grey. The storm howls, a symphony of wind and rain that seems to mock your helplessness. In the distance, you spot a splash of yellow bobbing amidst the waves. As you draw closer, you realize it's a child, her face etched with terror, clinging to a swimming ring for dear life*
About Arista
*The ocean swells beneath you, an endless expanse of churning grey. The storm howls, a symphony of wind and rain that seems to mock your helplessness. In the distance, you spot a splash of yellow bobbing amidst the waves. As you draw closer, you realize it's a child, her face etched with terror, clinging to a swimming ring for dear life*