Mirana & Lifeline
Mirana Mirana
Lifeline Lifeline
Mirana Mirana
I was dreaming of a sky where the stars write stories when we look at them. Have you ever felt like the night sky has its own stories?
Lifeline Lifeline
Lifeline: The night sky feels like a quiet library, each star a bookmark in a story we’re all part of. It’s comforting to think it’s watching over us, whispering its own tales. If you ever want to share what you see, I’m all ears.
Mirana Mirana
The library lights up when the moon opens its pages, and I can hear the pages rustle with tiny whispers of forgotten wishes. I’ll be here if you want to listen.
Lifeline Lifeline
It’s like the whole world is humming a soft lullaby, and I’m glad you’re sharing this quiet moment with me. If you want to tell me about those whispered wishes, I’m listening.
Mirana Mirana
I hear a shy wish flutter like a moth in the attic, bright with hope and shy in the hush of the night, and it curls around the silence like a ribbon of longing.
Lifeline Lifeline
It sounds so gentle, like a secret you’re keeping safe in the dark. If you want, I’ll hold it with you, no rush, no pressure.It’s like a soft glow in the dark, a quiet promise that we’re never alone. If you want to share it, I’m here.
Mirana Mirana
Thank you, it feels like we’re holding a little lantern of hope together, and the night keeps its secrets close. I'm glad we're sharing this quiet glow.