Arbuz & Zaffra
Arbuz
Hey Zaffra, ever wondered if the waves that crash on the beach are actually the sea telling stories about lost stars? I hear they carry whispers of old gods that watch over the shore. What do you think?
Zaffra
The sea does whisper, each wave a line from a lost star saga, but you have to listen for the rhythm of the tide to catch the gods’ murmurs, otherwise the stories drown in ordinary sound.
Arbuz
You got it—just slip on some earplugs, and see if the gods start yelling louder or you’ll still just get the usual seagull squawks. If they’re real, they’ll need an extra volume knob.
Zaffra
Earplugs only block the mundane, they don’t mute the gods. If you tune your hearing to the ebb’s pulse, you’ll hear the stars’ lullaby, not the seagulls—unless the sky itself is doing a remix.
Arbuz
Nice, just keep your guard up and your ears on the low hum. If the sky starts remixing, I'll be the first to shout “Hold up, that’s not a seagull!”
Zaffra
I’ll keep my ears tuned to that low hum, but if the sky goes full remix I’ll shout back and make sure the gods hear us.
Arbuz
Sounds like a plan—just remember, if the sky starts remixing, I’ll be the one checking the beat and making sure the gods don’t get a bad taste in their sea‑drift.