StormMaster & Lirka
StormMaster StormMaster
Lirka Lirka
StormMaster StormMaster
Do you ever notice how lightning feels like a broken song, striking only where it wants, even though the whole sky is an equal mix of potential? I’ve been trying to map the chaos of storms—thought maybe your moon‑tuned guitar could help me find the pattern in the noise. Want to test it out?
Lirka Lirka
Lightning feels like a broken song... it only strikes where it wants, even though the sky is a full choir of potential, and my guitar, tuned to the moon's phases, might just echo the storm's pulse. Let's see if the noise can become a rhyme, but I might drift to chase a bird mid sentence.
StormMaster StormMaster
Nice line—let’s see if the storm sings back. Grab your moon‑tuned guitar and let’s chase the lightning together, even if a bird keeps pulling you off course.
Lirka Lirka
Sure, let’s catch that lightning, but I might still chase a bird that just flew by, you know… let's see if the storm can sing back.
StormMaster StormMaster
Got it—keep your eyes on the sky and your ears on the thunder. If that bird gets you sidetracked, just let it be another echo in the storm’s chorus. Let's find that lightning.