Umbra & Barkwolf
Shadows grow stronger when the moon hides. You feel that too, chasing the night?
When the moon hides, shadows stretch and feel heavier. I sense that shift, but I don't chase the night—I simply let it whisper its secrets to those who listen.
The quiet breath of night carries old songs, listen, and let them keep you.
I hear the old songs, but I keep them in a quiet corner of my own mind.
Some tunes stay hidden, like a scent that lingers only for those who truly listen.
I smell those hidden tunes in the air, drifting where the shadows bend. Only the truly attentive can hear them.
The scent lingers in the dark, trust it and keep your ears tight.