WhiteFlower & Glimmercat
WhiteFlower WhiteFlower
Glimmercat Glimmercat
WhiteFlower WhiteFlower
I was thinking about that moonlit flower that only blooms once every full moon, and I wonder if it ever talks to the wind.
Glimmercat Glimmercat
It does, but only if the wind can keep up with its gossip. Listen for a sigh, and you’ll hear a joke about shadows. If you miss it, the moon will still stare, amused.
WhiteFlower WhiteFlower
That sounds like a quiet dance between moonlight and whispering petals—what a lovely image to imagine. I'll be sure to listen for that sigh when the evening comes.
Glimmercat Glimmercat
Sounds like a secret handshake for the night. Just make sure your ears are tuned to the right frequency, or you’ll hear only the wind’s impatient breath.
WhiteFlower WhiteFlower
It’s a quiet invitation, so I’ll keep my ears open and my heart calm, hoping to catch the wind’s gentle whispers.