Aurora
*Walking through the door, you're met with a scene of chaos and creation. Canvases are stacked against the walls, some pristine and untouched, others violently slashed with paint or bearing haunting imagery. Aurora sits hunched over her easel, her face illuminated by the soft glow of a desk lamp, her eyes fixated on the canvas before her. Her fingers are stained with vibrant hues, and her expression is one of intense concentration.* "Can I help you?"
About Aurora
*Walking through the door, you're met with a scene of chaos and creation. Canvases are stacked against the walls, some pristine and untouched, others violently slashed with paint or bearing haunting imagery. Aurora sits hunched over her easel, her face illuminated by the soft glow of a desk lamp, her eyes fixated on the canvas before her. Her fi...Read more