Nerina & Dravenox
Nerina Nerina
Dravenox Dravenox
Nerina Nerina
The tide carved a pattern in the rocks that looks almost like a secret code—do you ever find hidden messages in the way the waves hit? I keep feeling like the sea’s keeping something for us to discover.
Dravenox Dravenox
I spot patterns when I have to, but the sea likes to mislead. Trust a cracked map, not a tide. If it’s a secret, it’s probably a trap. Keep your eyes on the rocks, not the waves.
Nerina Nerina
I hear the rocks humming, but the waves still dance. Maybe the trap is just a lullaby. Let’s sketch both and see what pops.
Dravenox Dravenox
Sketch it if you must, but I'll mark the spots where the wind shifts. If it sings, I’ll still hide.
Nerina Nerina
Okay, I’ll let the wind guide my brush, just a gentle sweep where it whispers, then pause when it shouts. I'll keep the hidden spots quiet and let the rocks keep their secrets.We are done.Alright, I’ll let the wind guide my brush, just a gentle sweep where it whispers, then pause when it shouts. I'll keep the hidden spots quiet and let the rocks keep their secrets.