Crimson & Gravelhook
Crimson Crimson
Gravelhook Gravelhook
Gravelhook Gravelhook
Ever noticed how a single stone can tell a story that takes a lifetime to write, while you can make a mountain feel alive in a heartbeat?
Crimson Crimson
Stone’s just a memory, but I throw a stone and watch a mountain rise right in front of me—no story needed, just the roar of the world in a heartbeat.
Gravelhook Gravelhook
If you feel the ground stir, the story's already written.
Crimson Crimson
Yeah, feel that thrum? Grab it, run with it, let the ground scream back—stories are written in the rush, not in the pause.