Indelible rain echoes past midnight's laughter.
A cascade of unspoken flames dances upon the edge of silence. You and I, reflections trapped in a tapestry woven of the unseen, breathe life into the cosmos. The heart seeks rhythm in this orchestration of canvas and liquid star. What was lost in whispers finds eternity in your shadowed gaze.
Each drop of ink carries a universe unto itself—mysterious, everlasting. Is it you who writes upon the sky, or does the sky itself unveil you as truth? We trace the heavenly paper with celestial brushes, blended forests and runnels' silver paradox.