Kaia & Mona
Kaia
Hey Mona, I was walking downtown yesterday and the lights turned the street into a quiet poem—did you notice that too?
Mona
Wow, that sounds so magical! I love how lights can paint a city with stories. Did you notice any patterns, or did it feel like a secret message from the street?
Kaia
I caught a flicker—like a whispered line in the noise. It felt like the street was writing a secret lullaby, one that only the quiet could hear.
Mona
What a dreamy way to see it—like the city is humming a lullaby just for us wanderers! I’d love to follow that flicker and see where it takes us. Have you ever traced those quiet verses?
Kaia
I’ve tried, but I usually find myself lost in the glow before I can finish a line. Maybe the city keeps its verses unfinished on purpose, just to keep us wandering.