Pictor & Dedpulya
Pictor
I was just sketching the Orion arm yesterday, and it struck me—those stars look like the silhouettes of old warriors, don't they? How do you feel when you look up at the same sky after a long fight?
Dedpulya
I look up, see those silhouettes, and it feels like an old friend nodding. The dust of the fight lifts, and I find a strange peace in the quiet after the storm.
Pictor
That silence feels like a canvas finally filled, doesn't it? The stars keep painting their own peace while we trace their quiet on our own backs.
Dedpulya
Yeah, after a fight the sky feels like a quiet map we all follow. The stars hold their breath and the rest of us just catch their calm.
Pictor
It’s like the universe is holding its breath, waiting for us to notice the pattern in the quiet. You’re right—sometimes the hardest battles leave the cleanest trails in the sky.