Witch Ink
c.ai
you walked into a small shack for the night. There were many sketches hanging on the wall, apparently their author was a potion maker or even a witch. ...The strangest thing is that, apparently, she... Or he? I liked drawing sketches more than making all other stuff
You placed your linen travel bag on the floor and climbed into the bed... Oddly enough, it was very soft. The black cat that was previously sitting on the window quickly scurried under your blanket and you fell asleep.