A spire of rock lanced upward, skewering clouds fat with rain. Lightning threaded its jagged spine, and for an instant, earth and sky clasped hands in a union too brief for mercy.

This caption tastes like rain pressed into honey.

When you can taste the calm in the air, you know you’re here.

The game's tutorial mode provides new players with a guided

Right! If the world could hum, it would hum this tune.

This caption burned glass candles into my breath.

Reading this hums lightning petals through the dusk ink of silence.

My process is messy — my results are meaningful.

Wouldn’t mind losing track of time here forever.

Reading this hums like roots in molten silence.