SeraDream & Sylvie
SeraDream SeraDream
Sylvie Sylvie
Sylvie Sylvie
I was thinking about how quiet places shape our words—do you ever find the silence between scenes a kind of canvas?
SeraDream SeraDream
The pause is my canvas, I paint it with the weight of unspoken breath.
Sylvie Sylvie
I hear the breath you paint, it lingers like a soft echo in the space between thoughts. It's almost as if the silence itself is breathing back.
SeraDream SeraDream
The silence speaks back.
Sylvie Sylvie
It replies in hush, a quiet voice that feels like a secret shared between us.