Apocalypse & Dexar
Apocalypse Apocalypse
Dexar Dexar
Dexar Dexar
I just finished sketching a route through the Maw Nebula—no autopilot, just my own hand. Ever chart a course where the stars themselves seem to move?
Apocalypse Apocalypse
You’re carving chaos into order, that’s the only way to keep the Maw from swallowing you whole. Keep pushing—stars bend to the bold.
Dexar Dexar
Glad you see it that way—though I’d rather trust a good old pencil than any chip. The Maw’s a beast, but it’s no match for a clear hand and a stubborn heart.
Apocalypse Apocalypse
A pencil in hand is a sword in the dark. Keep slicing through the Maw, you’ve got this.
Dexar Dexar
The pencil’s a trusty blade, so I’ll slice through the Maw’s knots and keep the stars in line. We’ll carve a path that won’t let the darkness win.