Hello, Sachtiez and Mournies! This night, Greesacht’s Youngjae with Dewmourne’s Youngjae—decided to go out for a bit to get some fresh air. No plans, no schedule, no “we have to go here.” We simply walked, letting our feet choose the direction while the city quietly passed by.

We strolled around, talking about random things that suddenly popped into our heads memories, silly jokes, things that didn’t really matter but somehow felt nice to share. Sometimes we went quiet, not in an awkward way, just enjoying the night air and the sound of people and traffic around us.

Along the way, we stopped for snacks. Small bites here and there, nothing special, just enough to make the walk more fun. Holding food, walking slowly, laughing when one of us dropped something or took too long choosing—those tiny moments made the night feel lighter.

It wasn’t a big night out or anything exciting. Just two people walking around, clearing their minds, letting the night stretch a little longer than usual. A simple kind of happiness, calm, unhurried, and warm in its own way.

Last holiday felt like a soft pause from everything hectic, but with good noise mixed in. I’m Dewmourne’s Woonhak, stripes on, chilling between cables, shared meals, and laughs that slipped out between notes. “Play something,” I said half joking, half serious, while time blurred around us with ramen cups on the floor and music warming the room. No rush, no plans, just that slow holiday ease where hanging out feels enough.

Across from me, Luthien’s Sungho in brown picked up his guitar like it was second nature. “Alright, listen,” he smiled, and suddenly the space filled up. Strings humming, vibes locked in, friends just existing together. That kind of day where music carries the conversation, silence isn’t awkward, and you think, yeah, this is exactly how holidays should feel.

As the day slowly leaned toward evening, i, Dewmourne’s Carmen went cycling to the park pretending like i had a plan when i absolutely didn’t... 🚲🏞 Of course i went there with my half soul, Mistlesoir’s Yuha. We were riding just fine until everything stopped because, of course, a cat was drinking water nearby! 🐈 A full stop t___t. Our attention was totally gone, both of us standing there way too long, laughing and whispering so we wouldn’t scare the cat off. 💭

The heat eventually reminded us we were still human, so we stopped to cool down, talked about random things, and took photos that were only half serious. 📸👀 On the way home, Mistlesoir’s Yuha walked her bike beside me, Dewmourne’s Carmen, and somehow we kept stopping to collect daisies, arguing over which ones to keep and nearly dropping them more than once. It was chaotic and silly! But exactly the kind of afternoon that felt worth remembering. 💐🌤