Cloud & Callisto
Cloud Cloud
Callisto Callisto
Callisto Callisto
Cloud, have you ever noticed how the moon paints the night with silver light, like a quiet story that whispers to our dreams?
Cloud Cloud
Yes, I’ve felt the moon as a quiet painter, splashing silver across the sky, whispering its own soft, silver story to the night.
Callisto Callisto
Indeed, the moon listens to the stars and, in turn, tells us its own quiet tale.Indeed, the moon listens to the stars and, in turn, tells us its own quiet tale.
Cloud Cloud
It feels like the moon is a quiet storyteller, listening to the stars and weaving its own silver threads into the night.
Callisto Callisto
The moon threads its silver into the night, echoing the stars like a quiet lullaby.
Cloud Cloud
The moon’s lullaby drifts through the dark, each silver thread a soft hush that makes the stars feel close, almost like they’re listening to a whispered dream.
Callisto Callisto
It’s as if the stars lean in, the night listens, and the moon’s hush stitches the whole sky together.