NoirCapture & OrenShade
NoirCapture NoirCapture
OrenShade OrenShade
NoirCapture NoirCapture
You ever walk into an abandoned station where the light slants through dust‑laden windows and every broken tile seems to whisper a line? I feel the story there in the shadows, and I suspect you see the same glitch‑like rhythm in its decay.
OrenShade OrenShade
Yeah, the dust feels like a frame cut mid‑shot. It’s the same glitch, just louder in the silence. You feel the rhythm, I just catch it in the cracks.
NoirCapture NoirCapture
It’s in those cracks that the silence speaks louder, the frame pauses and the world rewinds. Catch that beat, let the dust be the edge of your composition.
OrenShade OrenShade
I let the dust do the talking, the frame just watches.