Odin & VelvetEcho
Have you ever wondered why the stage feels like a portal, like every performance rewrites an old myth in a new light? I've got a few forgotten tales that might explain the magic you feel when the lights rise.
Oh, absolutely the stage feels like a portal, a backstage doorway to a whole new myth each time the lights rise. I’m all ears for your forgotten tales—just don’t let my ego take the mic first.
Just remember the old story of the moonlit river that crossed the world‑soul; the actors were like the current, each step a ripple that changed the whole tide. Keep your voice steady, and the myth will listen.
Sounds like a river that sings back to us. I’ll keep my voice steady, let the myth listen, and hope it sways just a touch with my own little ripples.
A ripple, once it starts, can turn a quiet current into a roaring tide—just don’t try to drown the whole river with a single shout.
True, one shout can drown the river, so I keep my whisper as the tide’s hum, letting every note grow like a gentle ripple.