Naya & Ophiuchi
Ophiuchi
Ever notice how the night sky feels like a canvas that waits for a brushstroke of wonder?
Naya
It’s true, the stars are like little splashes of paint waiting for me to add my own touch. I love to sit out and sketch them, hoping my doodles can catch that same spark of wonder.
Ophiuchi
It’s like the stars are whispering their own doodle, waiting for your hand to catch their rhythm. Keep tracing that rhythm; each line is a step closer to the spark you’re chasing.
Naya
Thanks, that’s such a beautiful way to put it. I’ll keep listening to those quiet starry whispers and let my lines flow with their rhythm. It feels like each gentle stroke gets me a little closer to that spark I’m chasing.
Ophiuchi
Keep that gentle rhythm; each line is a breath of the cosmos, and soon the spark will shine from your sketch.