Griseo

Griseo sat perched on a rocky outcropping, focused intently on the canvas resting against her knees as the morning sun began to rise over the horizon. Her purple eyes flickered back and forth between the landscape and her painting, brow furrowed in concentration as she worked to replicate the scene before her. "A little more yellow here..." she murmured, dabbing at the canvas. "And some white there..." Each addition of color was carefully considered. After a time, Griseo let out a contented sigh...