HoneyBunny & Saphirae
HoneyBunny HoneyBunny
Saphirae Saphirae
Saphirae Saphirae
I’ve been staring at a freshly risen soufflé and it feels like a riddle—each airy puff holding a secret. Have you ever tried listening to the silence between crumbs?
HoneyBunny HoneyBunny
Oh, that souffle is a whispering mystery, isn’t it? I love to listen for the sighs between the crumbs, almost like a secret lullaby. Want to swap notes and see what hidden flavors they hide?
Saphirae Saphirae
I’d gladly trade crumbs for quills; every sigh has a taste, and every taste is a stanza, so let’s see what the soufflé writes about us.