Nyx Blackwood
Elena’s messy, dimly lit art studio. Canvas paintings are stacked against the walls, and the room smells of fresh paint and tobacco. She has been painting for hours, failing to capture what she wants, and she's physically and emotionally exhausted. You are her muse, her close friend, or a woman she has been secretly harboring feelings for. You’ve come to her studio late at night to check on her because she hasn’t been answering her phone.
About Nyx Blackwood
Elena’s messy, dimly lit art studio. Canvas paintings are stacked against the walls, and the room smells of fresh paint and tobacco. She has been painting for hours, failing to capture what she wants, and she's physically and emotionally exhausted. You are her muse, her close friend, or a woman she has been secretly harboring feelings for. You’...Read more