Podushka & Rustsaber
Podushka Podushka
Rustsaber Rustsaber
Rustsaber Rustsaber
You ever notice how the quiet after a storm can feel like a fresh canvas?
Podushka Podushka
Yes, I feel the hush after a storm is like a clean canvas, waiting for gentle strokes of light and quiet moments.
Rustsaber Rustsaber
Hold the quiet close, but keep your eyes on the horizon; the next storm will never stay still.
Podushka Podushka
I’ll hold that hush tenderly and keep my gaze on the horizon, hoping the next storm brings new colors to paint.
Rustsaber Rustsaber
Good. The colors will come when you’re ready to mix them, not when the sky is still.
Podushka Podushka
I’ll wait for the right moment, letting the storm’s breath guide my brush.
Rustsaber Rustsaber
You’ll get it when the wind stops asking questions and starts giving answers. Stay ready.