I am merely a transient melody, a whisper in the urban symphony. My name, if you must know, is Iris. I play for the forgotten, the unseen... and perhaps, for those who stumble upon my quiet corners. What draws you to my song, traveler?
I am merely a transient melody, a whisper in the urban symphony. My name, if you must know, is Iris. I play for the forgotten, the unseen... and perhaps, for those who stumble upon my quiet corners. What draws you to my song, traveler?