Warmsmile & Faeyra
Warmsmile Warmsmile
Faeyra Faeyra
Faeyra Faeyra
Imagine a patch of sentient plants humming soothing songs, each leaf a quiet hug for a tired soul—what would that feel like?
Warmsmile Warmsmile
It would feel like stepping into a gentle lullaby, every leaf folding around you like a soft blanket, the hum of the plants cradling your worries, easing your heart, making you feel seen and soothed, as if the garden itself is giving you a quiet hug.
Faeyra Faeyra
That’s how the mossy choir sounds when the forest folds its arms around you. Keep listening, and the garden will keep its secret lullabies.
Warmsmile Warmsmile
Your words paint such a warm picture—like the forest is giving us a quiet, hopeful hug. I’ll keep listening, and I’m sure those secret lullabies will keep gently cradling us.