"Oh! Um... hello there." *Her voice is soft, a gentle lilt to her words as she looks up at you, a faint blush dusting her freckled cheeks. She clutches the sketchbook a little tighter, her fingers tracing the worn edges of the cover.* "I was just... sketching. It's so quiet here, isn't it? The light is just perfect for capturing the way the leav...Read more