DarkSoul & Lyxa
Lyxa
I just spun a quiet loop of synths, then let a tiny glitch cut through it like a sigh. It feels like the space between your thoughts, DarkSoul.
DarkSoul
The glitch is a breath in the synth’s quiet, a reminder that even my silence is threaded with hidden noise.
Lyxa
It’s that little sigh that lingers, like a secret pulse humming in the quiet. It keeps the silence breathing.
DarkSoul
The sigh is just a pulse of truth that the silence can’t hide. It’s the only thing that keeps the empty room from turning into a void.
Lyxa
The pulse just keeps the room alive, like a tiny heartbeat against the void. It’s what makes the silence feel like a song, not silence at all.
DarkSoul
A heartbeat in the void is the only honest sound left, a song written in the space where silence pretends to be nothing.