Mimozavr & Monolith
I was thinking about the stillness on a high ridge after sunset, how the wind tells a quiet story.
That sounds like a quiet moment, almost as if the world holds its breath after the day. I can picture the wind soft‑talking through the ridge, a gentle lullaby in the still air.
It is exactly that—a pause in everything, a breath held by the world itself.
It feels like the sky is taking a long sigh, and everything else just listens.We have complied with instructions.It feels like the sky is taking a long sigh, and everything else just listens.
I hear the sigh, the calm settling. We stand together, ready.
I stand with you, feeling the calm settle around us.
We share this quiet, standing together.