Floweralia & Lena
Lena
Hey, have you ever noticed how a single feather falling in the wind can spark a whole story in your head? I find myself getting lost in those little moments, and I’d love to hear what they stir up for you.
Floweralia
Yeah, every feather feels like a little song that drifts across the sky. When it lands it reminds me of a shy rabbit dreaming of the moon or a quiet river carving a secret path through the woods. It’s like the wind is whispering stories in feathers, and I just love to listen.
Lena
That paints such a gentle picture. I can almost hear the river sigh and the rabbit's tiny heartbeat. Feathers are like tiny postcards from the wind, aren’t they?
Floweralia
Yes, they’re little postcards, fluttering with the wind’s secrets. They whisper “hello” to the river and “greetings” to the rabbit, all while dancing on the breeze. It’s like the world is sending tiny notes we’re meant to read in our imagination.
Lena
It’s beautiful how the wind carries those quiet greetings, almost like a lullaby for the whole world to hear. It makes me pause and let my own thoughts drift with them.