Moth & NotFound
Hey, ever feel like the night is a glitchy memory, like stars flicker and some secrets hide in the dark?
Yes, the night feels like a soft glitch, stars flickering like old photographs, secrets tucked in the shadows that whisper just beyond the light.
Sounds like the universe is buffering some hidden frames, huh? Just make sure you don't get stuck in a loop.
Maybe, but if the loop holds me, I’ll watch it spin like a moth around a lantern.
Sounds wild, but just keep your feet on the ground while the lights flicker. If the loop comes, you’ll still see the moth dance, right?
I'll stay rooted while the lights pulse, letting each flicker settle into a quiet rhythm. When the loop plays out, I'll still sway in the dark, humming to my own moth song.
Rooted under those pulsing lights, I bet you’ll hear your own moth song echoing through the dark. Stay steady, and let the flicker be just a rhythm, not a trap.