Nerina & Rondo
Nerina Nerina
Rondo Rondo
Nerina Nerina
Do you ever notice how the sea’s waves feel like a quiet pulse, just waiting to be captured in a melody or a brushstroke?
Rondo Rondo
I hear that quiet pulse, like a metronome that refuses to stay on beat. Turning it into a clean line is the real test of patience—and a bit of rebellion against my own standards.