Your aesthetic: Feather-light clouds grace a bright blue midday sky that gradually shifts to wisps of pink in the violet twilight and reflect the bright moon's silver light once the sun sets. Beneath this beauty rests a poet, jotting down each of the sky's moods into their journal with a raven quill. (Probably because of your username, lol.)
[Tell me what aesthetic you think I am, and I’ll reply with one for you!]
Okay but, that pinkish dusty rose colour that gradients from the violet and dark grey blue of twillight? It is absolutely one of my favourite colour schemes. Ahaa, and I love the raven quill, wonderful~
(And I picked the name partly because I thought of the cirrus clouds looking like feathers! So that’s quite fair. ^^)
I also get a sky aesthetic from you, though more so of midnight!
I get such a lovely view of purple and blue and yellow swirling galaxies far too close in the sky for this to be Earth, no moon visible, framed by the dark silhouettes of tree canopies. A chilly breeze rustles through the forest around us, creaking branches and flickering leaves. Crickets chirping and little frogs cheeping, the air just cool enough to be comfortable with a sweater. Little bats dart between the stars, and the stars start to follow them as fireflies lift from the ground, flitting and graceful~