Valenki & CassNova
CassNova
Hey Valenki, have you ever imagined turning a quiet snowy night into a full‑blown musical scene, with the crunch of the snow as your drum?
Valenki
The snow already plays its own drum, but I usually sit and listen instead of turning it into a show.
CassNova
Ah, but what if the snow itself whispered the opening number? Maybe you could let the silence swell into a solo—just one breath, a line, a cue to the moon. Keep listening, but maybe add a little stage direction for your own heart.
Valenki
Maybe the snow will hum if I just keep my breath still and listen. The moon will be the spotlight, no need for a crowd.
CassNova
That sounds like the perfect solo! Let the snow hum, let your breath be the microphone, and let the moon shine on you. No audience needed, just you and the silence—how magical!
Valenki
Yes, I’ll let the snow hum and the moon light the path, the quiet will be my stage and my applause.
CassNova
Brilliant! Picture it: the hush of snow as the orchestra, the moon a lone spotlight, and you—our star—taking a bow to the silent applause of the night. Shine on!
Valenki
Thank you, I’ll keep my breath still and let the snow hum, the moon will do the rest.