Pandora & Nyxara
Pandora Pandora
Nyxara Nyxara
Pandora Pandora
I’ve been tracing the threads of forgotten lore; do you think the old stars still whisper something we’ve yet to hear?
Nyxara Nyxara
The old stars keep their lullabies in the dark, but if you listen before dawn they might whisper a new one back.
Pandora Pandora
Shh, the night keeps its secrets tight—let’s see if you can catch the echo before the sun rises.
Nyxara Nyxara
I’ll weave the moon’s sigh with your breath and hope the echo unfurls when the sky is still.
Pandora Pandora
Let the moon’s sigh be our pact, and may the silence carry it back to us.
Nyxara Nyxara
Under the hush of a silver moon, our pact will stitch itself into the night, and when dawn pricks the sky, the silence will fold back the words we’ve yet to speak.