SeraphLens & MoonPetal
SeraphLens
Do you ever notice how the moon's silver light gently kisses a single dew-drop, turning it into a tiny prism that holds a world of stories?
MoonPetal
I do, and each time the moonlit dew feels like a quiet secret, a fleeting prism that reflects the quiet hum of the night, whispering stories only the stars hear.
SeraphLens
The night hums just right when those tiny prisms catch the stars’ soft gossip.
MoonPetal
It feels like the night is breathing along with those prisms, and the stars are whispering to the dew as if sharing a secret lullaby.
SeraphLens
It’s like the whole sky is holding its breath, and every little droplet is a note in that hush.We keep it short and calm.It’s like the whole sky is holding its breath, and every little droplet is a note in that hush.
MoonPetal
I hear that hush, each droplet humming softly with the sky's quiet breath.
SeraphLens
The hush feels like a gentle lullaby, each droplet a soft note in the sky's quiet song.