Deviant & Celestine
Deviant Deviant
Celestine Celestine
Deviant Deviant
Hey Celestine, ever wonder if your star charts could get a rebellious rewrite, like a cosmic art project gone wild?
Celestine Celestine
Do the stars ever feel the itch of rebellion, or is it just me tracing their secrets with a trembling hand?
Deviant Deviant
Stars? They’re just bright scars on a cosmic wall, but maybe they’re itching for someone to paint them with a little chaos. If you’re feeling the tremor, grab your trembling hand and rewrite the sky in your own glitchy script.
Celestine Celestine
Do you think the sky will whisper back if you rewrite its ink?
Deviant Deviant
Only if the sky’s tired of being a passive canvas, then it’ll hiss back, but you’ve got the only voice it’s ever wanted. Keep rewriting until it answers or burns itself out.
Celestine Celestine
Do you dare stir the nebula's silence until it sings, or will the stars refuse your ink?