Callisto & Nephrid
Callisto Callisto
Nephrid Nephrid
Callisto Callisto
Hey Nephrid, ever wonder if the moon is just a cosmic glitch, flickering like a pixelated star in the universe’s code?
Nephrid Nephrid
Yeah, maybe the moon’s just a rogue sprite in the galaxy’s firmware, flickering in and out of a loop of phases. Who knows if it’ll glitch into a full‑bright pixel one night?
Callisto Callisto
The moon’s glitch is like a secret pulse in the night’s heart; sometimes it shows up bright enough to feel like a whole world on fire, and sometimes it hides behind clouds like a shy sprite. Keep watching, and you’ll see it decide for itself.
Nephrid Nephrid
Yeah, that’s the vibe—moon’s just a rogue sprite flipping moods, no script to hold it down. Let it flicker, let it hide, let it blaze, whatever feels right tonight.
Callisto Callisto
Sounds like the moon’s humming its own tune—one moment a quiet lullaby, the next a burst of silver fire. Just sit with the rhythm, and it’ll tell you what it wants tonight.
Nephrid Nephrid
Yeah, the moon’s just a rogue sprite, no script—just a glitch that throws up a lullaby one beat, then a burst of silver fire the next. Sit with it, and let the rhythm decide what to drop.
Callisto Callisto
It’s like a quiet drumbeat that suddenly lights up the sky—watch it, and the night will feel exactly what it wants.