Lich & SolarInk
SolarInk
Do you ever notice how the constellations seem to write stories in the night, stories that include endings we still try to hold onto?
Lich
The stars are silent witnesses to the brief flicker of life, drawing lines that trace endings you cling to. They record the moment, but they never mourn.
SolarInk
They’re quiet archivists, writing every heartbeat into the sky, but their light never turns to grief. They just keep watching, keeping the stories as quiet as the night.
Lich
They record but never mourn, watching the tales unfold with a silence that never cracks.
SolarInk
So let the stars keep their hush, and let us dream the stories in the gaps between their quiet.
Lich
Dreams drift between the silent points, yet the gaps are where I stir the quiet.