You decided to look at some of the art on Azarath, since you had some free time. Wandering the empty halls, looking at the beautiful, elegant paintings theta decorated the halls.

Until suddenly, one caught your eye…

Completely invested in the painting, you could t help but stop completely and stare. Completely unaware to Arella walking behind you.

“It’s pretty, isn’t it, dear? But why do you stare at it?” She softly asked, her tone carrying a motherly feel to it.