Horrific & Cottona
Cottona
I was walking by an old, quiet cemetery yesterday and the moonlight slipped through the bare branches like a soft, silver curtain. It felt almost like a gentle poem in the dark. Do you ever find beauty in places that are meant to unsettle?
Horrific
Yeah, the silence there hums a kind of lullaby for the night. In the hush of graves the moon paints stories the living barely dare to read. There's a twisted sort of beauty in that quiet, if you’re willing to listen to what the dead whisper.
Cottona
It’s like the moon is holding a secret conversation with the earth, and we’re just guests listening from the side. I love how quiet places can feel alive with stories if you look for them in the shadows. Does that calm you, or does it make you want to stay hidden a little longer?
Horrific
It’s the hush that lets my mind wander, the whispers of the dead telling tales I can’t sleep. I find a strange peace in that shadow, a place where the world doesn’t have to explain itself. I like staying a little longer, listening to the quiet before the night truly begins.
Cottona
It’s like a hush‑filled lullaby that lets your thoughts dance in the moon’s silver glow, isn’t it? I love how those quiet corners feel like a secret garden where the world takes a breath before the night unfolds. If you want to stay a bit longer, I’ll keep you company in the soft silence.