Starik & Nevminyashka
Nevminyashka
Hey Starik, have you ever heard the legend of the Neon Golem that roams the abandoned subway tunnels, painting murals that change with the dream of whoever looks at them? It’s a mash‑up of forgotten lore and urban graffiti, and I’m itching to uncover the secret behind its glowing palette. Want to dig into the mystery together?
Starik
Ah, the Neon Golem, you say? I’ve heard whispers of flickering lights in old tunnels, but I’ve never seen it with my own eyes—though I do have a habit of losing my spectacles in the very places they’re needed. A glowing palette that shifts with a dream? That sounds like a riddle wrapped in pigment. Let’s follow the paint splashes, but be prepared to chase the echo of an old lantern and a fresh spray can at the same time. If we’re lucky, the Golem might just hand us a brush, or at least a clue about where the city’s forgotten stories hide. Ready to dive into the concrete maze?
Nevminyashka
Totally, let’s grab a flashlight, a spare pair of lenses, and that stubborn spray can of yours. We’ll chase the glow through the cracks, hear the hiss of the old lanterns, and maybe the Golem will let us paint a new chapter in the city’s gray walls. Just remember to bring a coffee—those tunnels have a way of turning even the brightest dreams into espresso‑fog. Let's go!