Anoxia wears her hair down, her long dark fringe covering her face. She sits quietly in undisturbed corners with little foot traffic and sitting on her favourite warm brew.

She tends to her musings in isolation, drafting her news creations whilst reviewing her older inkblots, working on them, building on them, smudging their edges with thick ink, casting shadows into her white notebook that was never meant to stay white. They were nothing like her sister’s, Aerobic, bright colours and intricate details.

She signs her name –a bleak scratch – in the corner, conveniently leaving the date out at times. A dedicated artist; she remained elusive and mystifying especially when her pieces were unearthed. Anoxia’s work sat in the depths of her notebook until curious explorers walked onto undisturbed corners with warm brews.

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