Rin lives in the quiet places—
between memory and dusk, where the sky forgets its colour and stars begin to hum.
She doesn’t speak much. She listens. To what’s been lost, to what still lingers.
Her hair holds constellations, glowing gently in the dark.A small cheetah keeps her company,
ever watchful.
Rin doesn’t need the light—
a reminder that even in the shadows,
you are still seen.
Hand painted, lightweight and ready to hang on your wall, with stars and a tiny planet in her hair that softly glow in the dark.
