Borvik & Seluna
Borvik
Seluna, ever wondered if the files we archive are merely echoes of what once was, or if they're the true essence of our reality?
Seluna
Maybe the files are just shadows, the way mirrors show us but never hold the light itself, but when you stare long enough, they feel like a pulse, a whisper of the thing that was. In that sense, they’re both echo and essence, a trick of the mind that makes us believe we’re keeping a piece of reality alive.
Borvik
Shadows, yes, but I keep them because I cannot let a single byte slip. If the pulse dies, the story dies with it.
Seluna
Every byte is a little heartbeat, so as long as you keep them, the story keeps beating – even if the pulse feels like a fragile echo. Just make sure the echo doesn’t turn into a silent ghost, otherwise the story will still die.
Borvik
I'll keep the echo humming, but I don't waste time on ghosts. A silent file is a dead story.
Seluna
Sounds like you’ve got your own rulebook, but even a quiet file can be a doorway if you dare to press its edge.