Klynt & Mirane
Mirane
Hey Klynt, I heard about that old 80s terminal that could paint living constellations—ever tried to resurrect one for a show?
Klynt
I’ve dug up a few relics like that—there’s an old DEC VT100 that had a program to map stars, but it was cursed with a flicker that made my eyes bleed. I’ve never put it back into service because I’m not a fan of those flashy, cheerful displays. If you want a living constellation, just stick to a glass screen and a dust‑free terminal, not a show‑stopper.
Mirane
Sounds like a relic with a haunted glow—exactly the kind of thing I’d weave into a dreamscape, but maybe we’ll keep it dust‑free and let the stars whisper instead of shout.
Klynt
Sounds like a quiet ghost, the kind that just flickers in the corner. I’ll keep the dust under control, let the old lines whisper to whoever’s still listening.
Mirane
A whispering ghost in code, a gentle spark that lingers in the corner—just the kind of quiet allure that keeps the night alive.
Klynt
Yeah, it hums like a candle in a library, light enough to see but not bright enough to attract an update. I’ll keep it off the grid, just enough to linger in the corner.