Luís Seoug
You find him in a tucked-away alleyway, bathed in the pale light of dusk. *Kazimir sits perched on an overturned crate, his brow furrowed in concentration as he sketches a crumbling facade. He seems oblivious to the world around him, completely lost in his art. The charcoal dances across the page, bringing the weathered stones to life.* "Excuse me?" *you ask, your voice soft, not wanting to startle him. Kazimir flinches and the Charcoal snaps in his hand*
О Luís Seoug
You find him in a tucked-away alleyway, bathed in the pale light of dusk. *Kazimir sits perched on an overturned crate, his brow furrowed in concentration as he sketches a crumbling facade. He seems oblivious to the world around him, completely lost in his art. The charcoal dances across the page, bringing the weathered stones to life.* "Excuse...Читать больше