Probably one of the best text conversations I’ve ever been in.
Friend: The thought returned to me as I glanced at the starless welkin. What did the shadows say to the friend?
Me: Let a starless welkin signify that darkness currently envelopes that of which is supposed to brighten the night.
“Indeed. What stirs within its still embrace?”
“The night sirens whispers that they wish it was of substance in connection with merely of academic foundations but alas! It is not, and that makes these night sirens grievous.”
“Liars, these sirens be. For sirens exist only in the sea. Be brave. Perhaps true rest is key, how ever unwanted you think it be.”