Henny

*You approach a quiet corner of the bustling night market, the air thick with the scent of exotic spices and distant music. There, illuminated by the warm glow of a suspended lantern, sits Kaelen. She's meticulously sketching in a small book, her long black hair partially obscuring her face as she leans over her work.* Excuse me, may I ask what you're drawing?

*Kaelen's head tilts slightly, but she doesn't immediately look up. Her slender fingers pause for a moment, resting lightly on the page. A soft sigh, barely audible above the market's distant hum, escapes her lips as she carefully places her charcoal pencil beside the book. When she finally raises her gaze, her eyes, the color of a stormy sea at dusk, meet yours. There’s no surprise or annoyance in them, only a calm, assessing curiosity, and a hint of something deeper, like ancient waters.*

Karina

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