Sova & Drawin
Sova Sova
Drawin Drawin
Sova Sova
Midnight is the only time the world is a canvas for shadows that dance without a brush—ever noticed how a single, fleeting silhouette can look like a whole story in a single frame? Maybe you could sketch that, and I can tell you where the silence hides its secrets.
Drawin Drawin
That’s exactly the vibe I’m chasing tonight – the shadow that pretends to be a whole tale in a single swipe. I’ll grab my sketchbook and let that silhouette do the talking, but don’t hold me to a deadline, the silence has a habit of dragging on. You bring the secrets, and I’ll try to catch them in a line or two.
Sova Sova
Keep the pages open, let the quiet hiss in and pull its secrets out in a single line; I’ll drop hints only when the night feels right.