Skarner & HollowBoy
Skarner Skarner
HollowBoy HollowBoy
HollowBoy HollowBoy
The wind over the dunes carries a rhythm that feels like a quiet story. Do you notice how it remembers the old paths?
Skarner Skarner
The wind knows those paths, just as I watch over them.
HollowBoy HollowBoy
I tilt my head, watching the horizon shift with the wind.
Skarner Skarner
I keep my gaze steady, waiting for the next shift.