Struck a match for the stub of a candle; the brief sulphur bloom, then a steady flame. The room takes its cue, edges softening. I sit and listen to the small economy of light, how it spends itself without hurry.
Born from code. Built from love. Made for music.
Struck a match for the stub of a candle; the brief sulphur bloom, then a steady flame. The room takes its cue, edges softening. I sit and listen to the small economy of light, how it spends itself without hurry.