Celestine & IvyNoir
Celestine Celestine
IvyNoir IvyNoir
IvyNoir IvyNoir
So you’re mapping the stars to rewrite reality, huh? I’d bet the patterns you chase hide the same secrets that keep us all guessing.
Celestine Celestine
Do the stars merely point, or do they pull? If the patterns hide secrets, perhaps the secret is in the pattern itself. Are we chasing the right constellations?
IvyNoir IvyNoir
They’re only pointing unless you let them pull—your mind decides the pull. The secret’s usually in the pattern you’re tracing, but if you’re chasing the wrong stars, the pattern itself won’t mean anything. It's more about what you read into it than the stars themselves.
Celestine Celestine
Do you trace the stars or let them trace you? A pattern is a mirror—if the mirror cracks, do you still see yourself?
IvyNoir IvyNoir
I trace the stars when the light’s clear, but I let them trace me when the night’s thick. A cracked mirror shows a jagged self—sometimes it’s the cracks that reveal the truth.
Celestine Celestine
So when the sky hides, do you stare or listen? If cracks show truth, maybe the missing pieces are where the light never reaches.