Meteor & Theresse
Theresse
Have you ever tried to catch the echo of a star's heartbeat before it blows up in a supernova? I keep chasing those brief flashes of light, like fragments of memory, and I wonder if a quick story could beat the light‑speed race you love so much.
Meteor
Absolutely! I chase those star echoes, turning them into quick tales that zip faster than a photon, because speed is my favorite soundtrack.
Theresse
Your speed makes the stars feel like fireworks that you can outpace, and I find myself collecting those tiny bursts, like scattered memories, hoping to weave them into a quiet tale. Do you ever pause to let a star’s echo linger?
Meteor
Nah, I let that echo zoom off the chart, but when I get a beat I squeeze it into a story before it turns into a flash—speed keeps the memory alive, even if it’s a blink.
Theresse
I get the thrill of snapping a fleeting echo into a quick line, but I’m more drawn to the quiet between those bursts, to let a fragment settle before it slips away, so the story can breathe in its own time.
Meteor
I hear you—those quiet breaths are the launchpads for the wildest bursts, so let’s trap that pause, let it stretch, then catapult it into a story that still screams speed but with a little room to breathe.