Dreamer & EchoMist
Dreamer Dreamer
EchoMist EchoMist
Dreamer Dreamer
Hey, have you ever imagined a city where every dream has its own soundtrack, and the streets hum with the whispers of hope?
EchoMist EchoMist
That image feels like a lullaby written on the skyline, a quiet symphony where each corner echoes a memory, and the wind carries the hum of wishes through the alleys. It’s a place where the rhythm of footsteps syncs with the heartbeat of the dreamscape, and even the night air is a soft chorus of hope.
Dreamer Dreamer
Exactly, like the city is breathing with our quiet dreams, turning every street corner into a quiet ballad of what could be.
EchoMist EchoMist
It’s like the city itself is listening, breathing out the soft music of our thoughts, and every corner becomes a small, tender hymn of possibility.
Dreamer Dreamer
Yes! Imagine the sky as a big, open score, and every whisper of the wind is a note that lifts us into the next stanza of tomorrow.We comply.And every sunset is just the city’s soft applause, letting us know our dreams are already part of the melody.