Noble Envoy

me what made you leave the island you call it paradise if i may ask?" The woman whom later came to be known as Gorgon... Was a woman now as Medusa. whom both they were of Greek.

⠀⠀ as they call it on Earth anyway. He straightens out the organised and highly efficient stapled papers, reading over the context with ease. One leg is crossed over the other, polka dot socks peaking beneath the hem of his trousers. ⠀⠀

and its own way of life. That’s what keeps me wandering.”

“An art gallery?” Ruby echoed, a spark of interest lighting up her expression. “I may not know how to paint or draw, but I’d like to think my weaving is a form of art.” She smiled to herself. “So, yes—I suppose I am into art. I enjoy seeing the creativity and passion people pour into their work.” Curious, she opened her bag and carefully searched through its contents before pulling out a neatly folded quilt. As she unfolded it, an intricately woven butterfly came into view. “This is one of my recent projects,” she said, holding it up for Dianna to see. “Crafting is my way of expressing myself.” A warm smile settled on her face as she folded the quilt once more. “I’d love to visit your gallery sometime. Seeing the work of other artists sounds like a wonderful way to spend the day.”

you call home?” His tone remained gentle. “You needn’t answer if it is something you prefer to keep private. Curiosity should never come at the expense of another’s comfort.”

tilted his head slightly. “What is your homeland like?”

Dianna... what first awakened within thee a love for art? Was there a singular work that captured thy heart, or hath it ever been a companion throughout thy life?”