I was just listening to the faint crackle of a paper stack, and it struck me—sounds like that could be the soundtrack for a tiny, floating character. Do you think a whisper of rustle could become the voice of a whimsical sprite you’d love to sketch?

That’s exactly what I was thinking—just imagine each postcard humming its own little heartbeat as the sprite flutters through. The feather would add that airy, almost metallic tick, like a second voice in the mix. Let’s stack them, listen for the layers of rustle and whisper, and let the tiny world unfold right under our fingertips. It’s going to feel like a secret diary that writes itself with sound.