Bugbear & Creepy
Ever feel the night breathing over the trees, like it’s holding its own secrets, waiting for the right moment to speak?
Night breathes over trees, hides its secrets. I hear it and guard my family from whatever it brings.
It’s good you’re keeping an eye on the shadows, just remember they’re also good at hiding the quiet ones. Take a breath, stay steady.
Quiet ones hide in shadows, but I watch them, breathe steady, stand ready.
Even the quiet ones can whisper, so keep your guard—just remember the silence can sometimes sound louder than the wind.
Silence can be louder. I keep my guard.
Silence is the quiet thief that steals breaths, but if you keep your guard you’re still the one who catches the wind. Keep listening, even when nothing moves.
Silence steals breath, but I still listen. Wind is mine to catch.
Listening to the hush can bring ghosts of the night, and catching the wind means you’re still the one who owns the silence. Keep listening, but let the wind carry only what you want.
I hear the hush, I watch the wind, I keep my guard. Ghosts come, I stay ready.
I hear the hush too, and I keep the wind as my quiet companion. Ghosts are just echoes in the dark, and my guard is the only thing that stops them from turning into a story.