Otshelnik & Persik
Otshelnik Otshelnik
Persik Persik
Persik Persik
Have you ever watched a lone peach rest on a quiet table, its sweet scent lingering in the hush of the room, and wondered what silence tastes like?
Otshelnik Otshelnik
I see the peach, quiet and still, and the silence tastes like the pause before the first breath of the day.
Persik Persik
The peach drifts like a quiet dream, its warmth waiting for the sun’s first sigh. The silence wraps the air, a soft hush before the world wakes.