MysteryMae & Knotsaw
MysteryMae MysteryMae
Knotsaw Knotsaw
MysteryMae MysteryMae
Do you ever think a tree’s growth rings are like the layers of a painting, each one telling a part of a story?
Knotsaw Knotsaw
Yeah, I see the rings like brushstrokes on a canvas, each one a quiet note in the tree’s diary. They’re the real backstory, no paint needed.
MysteryMae MysteryMae
It’s like the tree’s heart beats in each ring, a quiet symphony that no canvas could ever truly capture.