Letter left by the stars, longing for a home to rest.

Alcyone

"A constellation painted by our bright wings"

The story of butterflies, lost together in the meadows of life. A tale of encounter, flight, and farewell.

THE PAINTRESS

"Touch the stars and the unknowns"

So what if I can get hold of that brush, and paint the reality where you and I danced in the hanging gardens?

「あの時、君に」Back Then, To You

そっと風に隠れた「会いたいよ」

Will I ever find you again? In the everchanging labyrinth of space and time.

Curated Discography

Melodies resonating with the pulsars

Fall into the dreams, a fairy tale that wanted to escape the book, dispersing its fragments into reality.

Album

Each seasons, sparkling with its own stories, a melodies of the butterflies, a greetings before the goodbye.

Album

When fate grasped itself into our neck, haunting us with its whispers, a seemingly random events, stochastically diverged into our destiny.

Album

Some words that can't be said, eventually poured itself veiled with the ragged edges of the heart.

Album

A trilogy of entropy, illumination, and reverberation.

Album

As the eyes closed, a journey inside the dreams, a story compressed into a single night.

Personas

We are a white light that passes through the prism of our hearts, creating shards of different colors.

The Light

The founding light of the studio, the source of all the melodies, the stories, and the artworks.

The Eclipse

Shadow casted by the light, a painful dreams, smokes and mirrors, dancing with vocabularies of the heart.

The Seasons

When the light set and rise, a cycle of seasons appears. The Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter - each holding its own burdens.