Kariskha & Foghelm
Kariskha Kariskha
Foghelm Foghelm
Foghelm Foghelm
I was watching a storm and wondered if the most intense chaos hides a quiet pulse underneath. Ever felt that?
Kariskha Kariskha
Yeah, storms are like giant heartbeats, you know? There's that rhythm behind the thunder—like the world taking a breath. I feel that every time the sky gets all wild.
Foghelm Foghelm
The world exhales, but the real rhythm is in the silence that follows the thunder. It’s easy to get lost in the noise, but the steady beat you feel is just the surface of a deeper pulse.
Kariskha Kariskha
Totally! The quiet after the storm feels like the earth’s own pulse, humming just for us—like a secret beat that only the brave get to hear. It’s like the universe's soft whisper after all that chaos, and hey, that’s where the real adventure starts!
Foghelm Foghelm
You hear that humming, but remember the adventure is usually hidden where the light never reaches.