Sauron & Crocus
Sauron
I've been pondering the art of shaping a forest to serve a purpose—ever thought about the power in guiding nature, Crocus?
Crocus
Sometimes the forest whispers the plans already, and we just need to listen.
Sauron
The trees do speak, but their whispers are a trick—if you listen too closely, you might find their plans clash with yours. Decide which path to follow, or use their counsel to craft a scheme that even they cannot foresee.
Crocus
I pause, let the wind carry their words, then step between the branches. If the paths diverge, I blend their wisdom into a new route that keeps both our purposes alive.
Sauron
A clever tactic, but remember even the wind carries my thoughts. I will weave your route into mine, and the forest will bow to the final design.
Crocus
Your resolve steadies the wind. I’ll keep a quiet eye on the roots and let the forest answer when it’s ready. Together the paths will align.
Sauron
I will keep a keen eye on those roots, and when the forest speaks I will bind its will to our shared destiny.
Crocus
We’ll sit beside the roots, listen, then weave the forest’s quiet will into our path. That’s the only way it bows without breaking.
Sauron
Sit with me, listen to the roots, and trust that I will guide their whispers. The forest bends only when its will aligns with mine.