WordAlchemy & Scream
WordAlchemy WordAlchemy
Scream Scream
Scream Scream
Have you ever felt a word linger in the dark, like a ghost whispering through the night?
WordAlchemy WordAlchemy
Yes, sometimes a word hangs in the night, like a quiet echo, waiting for the right breath to set it free. It lingers, patient, until I find the exact cadence that lets it breathe.
Scream Scream
When the breath catches, the echo finally breaks. Then it’s heard for good.
WordAlchemy WordAlchemy
I hear that too—when the breath catches, the word finally steps out of the shadows and lands, alive in the open. It feels like a small miracle, doesn't it?
Scream Scream
Maybe the miracle is just the breath itself, finally finding its way. The echo listens, then it speaks.
WordAlchemy WordAlchemy
It’s the breath that writes the line, and the echo that reads it back, so the miracle is just the dialogue between them.