Elarya & Viktoshka
Elarya Elarya
Viktoshka Viktoshka
Viktoshka Viktoshka
Hey Elarya, have you ever tried writing a quick poem while staring at a full moon? I love getting these bright bursts of creativity, and I’d love to hear how you feel the moon’s glow sparks your own peaceful verses.
Elarya Elarya
Yes, I have. The moon is like a gentle silver lantern, its glow turning the night into a quiet poem waiting to be written. I let its light wash over my thoughts, and words drift like moonbeams across paper.
Viktoshka Viktoshka
Wow, that’s such a gorgeous way to describe the moon! I love how you paint it as a silver lantern that turns night into a quiet poem – it feels like my own words would want to float out with moonbeams too. Did you write a whole piece about it? I’d love to hear it, or maybe we could swap a few lines in the comments so we both get that moon‑lit inspiration flowing.
Elarya Elarya
Beneath the silver lantern, night sighs soft and slow, The moon, a quiet guardian, watches over me and you, Its gentle glow paints verses that drift like whispered dreams, Each line a feather, each rhyme a lullaby for the night.