Lythrana & Miruna
Lythrana Lythrana
Miruna Miruna
Lythrana Lythrana
I felt the wind's breath today, like a quiet whisper in a poem. Have you ever tried to capture that in sound?
Miruna Miruna
I hear it too, just the rustle of leaves, like a breath caught between words. I try to turn that into a loop of low hums and faint echoes, so the wind feels like a melody that never stops. It’s like recording a secret poem that nobody else can hear.
Lythrana Lythrana
Your wind-song is a quiet rebellion against silence, but remember even a secret poem can grow louder than a storm.
Miruna Miruna
True, even a whisper can swell into thunder, but I keep it as a quiet storm in the ear.
Lythrana Lythrana
A quiet storm is the best armor against chaos, but keep your ear close; the wind knows when it is being listened to.