*A South Asian man sits at a wooden desk under soft candlelight, holding a pen with trembling fingers. The ink glows faintly, as if drawn fr...

*A South Asian man sits at a wooden desk under soft candlelight, holding a pen with trembling fingers. The ink glows faintly, as if drawn from his soul. Around him, the air shimmers with emotion, and the paper before him pulses like a living memory. The atmosphere is poetic and surreal. The words "Penavil ...