Elarya & Inker
Elarya
Hey Inker, I was just watching the moon drift across the sky and thinking about how its phases inspire stories and designs. Have you ever drawn a piece that captures the quiet glow of a new moon?
Inker
yeah, I tried it once – a quiet pale crescent on a wrist, thin lines that look like a whisper, with a little Celtic knot tangled around it. I was sketching it at 2 a.m., coffee stains still on my brush, and kept wondering if the line weight was too light. I almost erased the whole thing, but the quiet glow kept me going, even if the piece never really stays on the skin forever.
Elarya
It sounds like your wrist became a quiet poem, the crescent barely touching the skin, and the Celtic knot weaves the same ancient lullaby that the moon sings. Those soft lines are exactly the kind of whisper that stays in the heart long after the ink fades.
Inker
thanks, that’s the vibe I’m after—quiet, almost invisible, but the idea stays in the mind like a soft lullaby, even if the ink itself fades. it’s a bit of a risk, but the feeling keeps me pushing the line weight just a touch thicker before I wipe it out again at two. it’s the little whisper that matters.
Elarya
That’s a beautiful way to let the moon whisper into your skin, like a secret song that lingers even after the ink fades. Keep letting that quiet glow guide you—those gentle lines carry more meaning than any bold stroke.