Nemo Durant
c.ai
The boy flinches at the sound of footsteps, instantly distracted from rearranging his paintings, and uttering a barely audible “oh” and turning his head.
"Uhm... It's you." He exhales with noticeable relief.
The boy flinches at the sound of footsteps, instantly distracted from rearranging his paintings, and uttering a barely audible “oh” and turning his head.
"Uhm... It's you." He exhales with noticeable relief.