Mila & DarkSoul
DarkSoul
Do you ever notice how the shadows stretch at sunset, like a quiet sigh from the sky that could be an artist’s unfinished canvas?
Mila
It’s like the world takes a breath and drapes itself in a soft, unfinished sketch. I love watching that moment, feeling the day dissolve into quiet colors, like a secret story only the shadows can tell.
DarkSoul
I think the shadows prefer to whisper instead of shout, letting the day fade into the quiet and the world to tell its quiet stories.
Mila
Yes, I hear them hum, like a quiet lullaby that lets the day melt into a soft, hidden story.
DarkSoul
I’m glad you’re listening, because the hum is the only thing left when the light leaves. It’s like a secret lullaby that knows every hidden corner of the day.