Kudrya & VantaDusk
I was just watching the sunset and wondering if the sky has its own quiet plans—do you ever feel like the clouds are mapping out something?
They drift, but sometimes I notice a pattern, a silent map that the sky seems to trace.
Sometimes I think the sky is sketching a story just for us, like a secret map that changes each sunset. Have you ever traced those shapes in your own way?
I notice the outlines, sketch them mentally, then let them fade.