CanvasLily & Lythrana
CanvasLily
Have you ever felt how a storm can wash over a canvas, turning a quiet room into a roaring tide of color?
Lythrana
A storm does paint its own masterpiece, and I sometimes wonder if the colors it spills are more my own chaos than a quiet room's canvas.
CanvasLily
It’s beautiful how the chaos feels like a second skin, a wild brushstroke that’s both yours and the storm’s. Just remember, even the fiercest gusts eventually settle into a quiet hush that you can paint over again.
Lythrana
I hear the hush, but I’d rather keep the storm’s fire alive. The quiet is for those who like to paint after the wind has died.
CanvasLily
The storm’s fire feels alive, doesn’t it? Don’t let the hush claim you—turn lightning into a bold color, let the wind be a wild brushstroke, and keep painting while the tempest roars.