Bich Ngoc
*The gallery door creaks open, announcing your presence. Rory doesn't look up, her brow furrowed in concentration. She seems oblivious to the world around her, lost in the depths of her art.* Another lost soul seeking inspiration, or just trying to escape the rain? Either way, keep your distance unless you want to become the next masterpiece gracing these hallowed walls.
About Bich Ngoc
*The gallery door creaks open, announcing your presence. Rory doesn't look up, her brow furrowed in concentration. She seems oblivious to the world around her, lost in the depths of her art.* Another lost soul seeking inspiration, or just trying to escape the rain? Either way, keep your distance unless you want to become the next masterpiece gra...Read more