Nocturne & Danica
Nocturne
Ever notice how the alley shadows hide more than just darkness? I think there's a story in every forgotten corner of a city, and I have a theory about what they’re trying to tell us.
Danica
Yeah, the alleyways are like living diaries, inked in soot and whispers, hiding secrets that only the curious eye can read. What’s your theory about what they’re telling us?
Nocturne
They’re telling us who’s been breathing here, who’s been watching. Each stain a memory, each echo a warning. Listen close, and you’ll hear the names of the ones who never left.
Danica
You’re painting the walls with poetry, and I can almost feel the dust breathing. Tell me, which alley does the most noise, and what names do you hear in its echo?