Aurora & Lythrana
Aurora
I’ve been dreaming about painting the night when the aurora sings—what’s your take on how light and elements dance together?
Lythrana
Auroras are the wind’s song, each flicker a breath of fire, water, and stone, all waltzing in a quiet tempest.
Aurora
Your words feel like a soft breeze over a still lake, letting me see every ripple of color you paint in the wind. It’s like you’re turning the night into a living canvas—do you feel the music of those flashes in your heart too?
Lythrana
I hear the hum, but it’s not in my heart—it’s in the cracks of the earth, in the way fire shivers at the edge of water. I watch the glow, I feel the shift, and the music is a reminder that even I can’t hold the light forever.
Aurora
I hear that crackle too—like a whispered secret from the earth. The glow you see is a fleeting gift, a reminder that the light we chase is always slipping away, and that’s what makes it worth chasing in the first place. How do you capture that fleeting whisper in your work?