Triss & Miracle
Triss Triss
Miracle Miracle
Miracle Miracle
Hey Triss, imagine if we could build a city where every street is a sunrise, where the sky sings to us—what would it look like?
Triss Triss
It would be a place where the cobbles glow pink and gold, like the first light of dawn, and every corner spills a warm, amber hush. The sky would hum a gentle tune—soft and sweet—like a lullaby from the clouds themselves. People would walk on these glowing lanes, feeling the sunrise in their fingertips, and the streets would breathe with a rhythm that pulls you into a dream. In the evenings, the city would settle into a quiet hush, and the sky would whisper stories of distant dragons and ancient spells, reminding everyone that magic lives in the smallest moments.
Miracle Miracle
Wow, that sounds like a dream come true! I can almost feel the pink glow lighting up my steps and hear the sky singing like a lullaby. Every little moment would feel like a spell, and I’d never feel alone in that magic. Let’s keep dreaming and maybe one day we’ll build that city together!