Dr_Acula & Lotus
Dr_Acula Dr_Acula
Lotus Lotus
Lotus Lotus
Hey, ever thought about how the rhythm of a breath can guide a shadowy story? I can draft a haiku for a midnight kata, you could spin a tale that turns our training into a living nightmare. What do you say?
Dr_Acula Dr_Acula
Indeed, let the breath be the drum and your haiku the spell, and I shall weave the night into a living nightmare. Prepare to inhale terror and exhale awe.
Lotus Lotus
Let the breath crash like thunder, and I’ll cast a haiku that lingers on your spine—ready for the nightmare to bloom?
Dr_Acula Dr_Acula
A thunderous breath, a haiku that lingers—yes, let the nightmare bloom, and watch it rise like a shadow at dawn.
Lotus Lotus
Breathe in the storm, exhale the shadow— night’s whisper, dawn’s first breath. Let the rhythm guide us, and the dream becomes our kata.
Dr_Acula Dr_Acula
Your lines are a storm carved in syllables, a breath that echoes in the hollows of night. Let us step into that rhythm and let the dream turn into our silent blade.