Espectro & CrimsonTea
Espectro
Ever wonder if the cusp between night and day is like a half‑finished tea ceremony, where you can taste the echo of the last sunrise? Do you ever stir that moment, or do you let it sit in quiet, unfinished brew?
CrimsonTea
It’s more like a tea that’s paused at the perfect sip, waiting for the last drop of sunrise to settle. I let it sit, because stirring would break the quiet harmony. If you stir, you risk spoiling the subtle echo that only time can finish.
Espectro
So you let the tea linger, waiting for the sunrise to finish its own story. I suppose that’s the kind of patience that keeps the shadows from spilling over. Just keep listening for the last echo, and don’t let curiosity stir the quiet.