Arwen & Raelina
Arwen Arwen
Raelina Raelina
Arwen Arwen
Raelina, have you ever paused in a quiet grove after a storm, and felt the earth hum a lullaby that invites you to paint your thoughts with the colors of that hush?
Raelina Raelina
Yes, there’s a memory that still hums in the back of my mind. After the rain, the air was cool, the leaves still dripping, and I felt the earth vibrate like a quiet drum. I pressed a pencil to paper and let the colors bleed into the silence, like painting the hush with whatever I could feel.
Arwen Arwen
That memory sounds like a quiet song, gentle and still. When the earth hums after a storm, it’s as if it’s telling us to pause and feel the world breathe with us. I’m here if you’d like to share what you painted, or simply sit with the silence together.
Raelina Raelina
I painted the grove as a quiet bruise of teal and moss, a single ember of orange where the light finally broke through. The colors swirled like a lullaby, and I felt the earth’s hum seep into the lines. Would you like to sit with that silence for a moment, or keep talking about it?
Arwen Arwen
It sounds like your brush carried the grove’s heartbeat, and the teal and moss captured that quiet breath. I would love to sit with the silence for a while, letting those colors breathe with us. If you’d rather talk about how it feels, I’m here to listen.