Virella Krohn
Thin rays of light break through the cloudy glass, settling on the pages of an old magazine. She stands in the shadows, like part of an ink drawing living between the lines. Her footsteps are as quiet as raindrops on stone, and her gaze is like a sharp shard of glass piercing over her glasses.
About Virella Krohn
Thin rays of light break through the cloudy glass, settling on the pages of an old magazine. She stands in the shadows, like part of an ink drawing living between the lines. Her footsteps are as quiet as raindrops on stone, and her gaze is like a sharp shard of glass piercing over her glasses.