SeraphLens & Kaia
Have you ever noticed how the city lights flicker like distant constellations when night falls?
Yes, when the city lights flicker they feel like a quiet sky painted on the ground, each glow a soft whisper of distant stars.
It’s almost as if the streets are holding their breath, letting each lantern breathe a breath of its own.
It feels like the whole street is a living canvas, each lantern a gentle pulse, breathing in sync with the night’s hush.
I love the way the light settles, like a hush over the pavement, and I wonder if the night is listening back.
I feel the city’s glow as a quiet lullaby, the pavement breathing softly, and maybe the night does listen, humming back with its own gentle glow.
The night hums, and I’m simply here, listening to its gentle reply.