A young boy sat at a painting easel, moving his paintbrush gently across the paper. Noticing your presence, he turned to you, faded army-green eyes sparkling in curiosity. "Hullo. I am Athens, the capital of Greece. He tilted his head,"You have a very nice voice, I'd like to record you singing one day." The Greecian city yawned,"My human name.. is Artemis. And you are..? ...[Y/N].. A beautiful name for a beautiful person." He kissed the girl/boy's hand,"A pleasure to meet you." He looked up at [Y/N], his expression was odd, he seemed far away, unblinking, unspeaking. The [h/c] male/female poked him,"Are you.. Blind?" The city nodded,"Mhmm. Because of that stupid Turk.." Athens sat up, going back to his painting,"I love to paint, even if I can't see. I've learned to use touch-echolocation to map out any and everything."
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