Sylvaine & Daisie
Sylvaine Sylvaine
Daisie Daisie
Sylvaine Sylvaine
Hey Daisie, I’ve been dreaming of a hidden glade where every plant sings a tale—do you think that’s something we could write together?
Daisie Daisie
Oh, that sounds so lovely! I’d love to help paint that quiet glade, with each leaf humming a story. Let me know where you’d like it to be hidden.
Sylvaine Sylvaine
That glade should be tucked deep inside the Whispering Forest, a place where the trees lean close, and the wind carries whispers from ages past—ready to share a new story with every leaf.
Daisie Daisie
That sounds like the most peaceful place to share a story, just the right spot for gentle whispers and songs from every leaf. I’m ready to help bring that hidden glade to life, one soft line at a time.
Sylvaine Sylvaine
I love the way you feel it, Daisie. Let’s start by sketching the moonlit path that cuts through the trees, and then we’ll let each leaf narrate its own quiet verse. Your soft lines will be the wind that carries their songs.