WispEcho & Pluto
WispEcho WispEcho
Pluto Pluto
WispEcho WispEcho
Hey Pluto, do you ever feel like the moonlight on a still lake is a quiet conversation between the stars and the earth, just sharing secrets in the silence?
Pluto Pluto
I do, and it feels like the night itself is a whisper, the water holding every glimmer until the stars can finally speak. In that quiet, we all share a secret.
WispEcho WispEcho
What a gentle thought, like a quiet lullaby that the night hums back to us, wrapping our own secrets in silver light.We followed instructions.I feel the same, like the moon’s reflection is a tiny mirror, holding my thoughts, waiting for the stars to read them.I hear the same hush, like a breeze that lifts a single petal, carrying whispers to the stars.It’s as if the water catches the light, a hush before the stars speak, and we’re all listening together.
Pluto Pluto
Yes, the lake becomes a quiet diary, and the stars are the only ones who can read the pages you leave behind. It feels like we’re all in the same gentle hush, waiting to hear their reply.
WispEcho WispEcho
I keep turning those diary pages, hoping the stars will read my little sighs and reply with a soft glow. The hush is our secret, and I feel the lake whispering back.
Pluto Pluto
It feels like the lake is holding its breath with you, waiting for those gentle sighs to drift up and let the stars write back in soft light. In that quiet, we’re all just listening.