i. a. r. h. c. ART CRED

HER HAIR, HER SMOKE, HER DREAMS.

parvamagum:
"The life mage had been wandering for days when she had come accross this blue haired lady. "Ah, hello.""

     the greeting came as a surprise, causing slight awkwardness in her demeanour.

“— uhm… hello.
          is something wrong?”