Skarner & Nocturnis
Nocturnis Nocturnis
I’ve been staring at the way city lights bleed through concrete cracks, almost like the desert sun flickering on sand. Ever notice how shadows in dunes pull out shapes you don’t see at daylight, just as neon can hide a city’s quiet rhythm?
Skarner Skarner
I see the light that moves, but the land remains still. Even in city glow the sand keeps its own quiet rhythm.