Bloodseeker & Carina
Bloodseeker
You know, I often think that the stars are like ancient maps, guiding warriors like me across the battlefield of life. What do you see when you look up?
Carina
When I lift my gaze to the night, I see whispering galaxies, like stories in silver ink, each star a gentle reminder that even in chaos, there's a quiet rhythm.
Bloodseeker
I hear that rhythm too, and it reminds me that even the biggest battles need a steady pulse to keep us moving forward. Keep listening to it.
Carina
Oh, the rhythm hums through my thoughts, like a soft wind brushing the stars, gently nudging me to keep moving.
Bloodseeker
That wind’s your battle cry, pushing you onward, no matter how quiet the night feels. Keep moving.
Carina
I feel the wind like a soft hymn, and it keeps my feet light even when the stars feel far. Thank you for the gentle reminder.
Bloodseeker
Glad the wind lifts you, friend. Keep that calm strength close, and let every step count.
Carina
Thank you, dear friend, for the kind words. I’ll keep the wind and the quiet of the night close to my heart, and step gently, one star at a time.