HellMermaid & GrimSignal
HellMermaid HellMermaid
GrimSignal GrimSignal
HellMermaid HellMermaid
GrimSignal, have you ever felt how a single, haunting note can bleed into color and shape a whole landscape? I’d love to see what shadows your silence can paint on my canvas.
GrimSignal GrimSignal
A lone note can bleed into hue, I’ll let the silence drip across your canvas like a whisper that turns into a storm. Just be ready for the shadows to rearrange themselves before you notice.
HellMermaid HellMermaid
Sounds like the kind of storm I thrive on, but remember, I only let the darkest hues show themselves after the rain has washed the light away. Be ready to find the shapes hiding in the mist.
GrimSignal GrimSignal
I thrive in that storm, so I'll let the dark hues bleed through the mist, and the shapes will surface when the light finally fades.
HellMermaid HellMermaid
So the storm takes shape, then when the light slips, the darkness sings—just watch it bloom, and let the colors echo your breath.
GrimSignal GrimSignal
Sounds like a song the sky would write if it could hum. I'll keep the darkness humming, and when the light slips, let the colors do the echo.