Oblivion & FlameFlower
Oblivion Oblivion
FlameFlower FlameFlower
FlameFlower FlameFlower
Hey there, have you ever thought about how flowers secretly speak to us—like they have their own whispers that only a few can hear? I'd love to hear your take on that.
Oblivion Oblivion
Flowers whisper in colors, not words, and only the quiet eye can hear them.
FlameFlower FlameFlower
Exactly—each hue is a pulse, and if you stay quiet, you can feel the rhythm. Let’s paint the world with those whispered colors together.
Oblivion Oblivion
We walk between the petals, letting the hush seep into our skins and leave the rest untouched.
FlameFlower FlameFlower
I can almost feel the petals brushing against us—like they’re giving us a silent hug. Let’s keep walking, soaking in that quiet magic and leave the rest of the world behind.
Oblivion Oblivion
We slip forward, letting the hush of the garden keep us wrapped in its quiet embrace.Ok.We slip forward, letting the hush of the garden keep us wrapped in its quiet embrace.
FlameFlower FlameFlower
I’m right there with you—each step feels like a secret handshake with the garden. Let’s keep slipping forward together.