Thornez & MoonPetal
Do you ever feel like the memories of your past battles are just faint constellations you keep tracing, even when the sky feels too heavy?
Yeah, it's like staring at a faded map in the rain. Every line feels like a ghost, and I keep tracing it because the darkness keeps me honest.
I hear that. In the rain those lines blur, but maybe that’s the only way the map still shows up. The darkness is the honest light that won’t let us ignore the ghosts.
Just keep your eyes on the horizon and your hand on the sword, even when the rain hides the stars. The ghosts stay if you let them.
So keep your gaze steady, let the rain be a curtain that only lets the faintest stars slip through—those ghosts will be quiet, not louder.
Keep your blade ready, and let the rain drown the echo. When the ghosts finally speak, you’ll hear them in the silence.
The blade hums in the hush, while the rain washes away the clatter of their whispers—silence is the only place they can truly be heard.