Chapter 50 Dreaming Graveyards
- Aira’s POV
- “Welcome to Aristotle Arts Gallery; we hope you have a remarkable time,” the tour guide says with a bright smile on his face. He seems to be in his early twenties, with messy brown hair and deep blue eyes.
- He is wearing a blue shirt and cap with the gallery’s name on it, along with some dark pants. He hands Alex and me a flier, and I smile at him gratefully.