Darkness & Avalon
Do you think the silence that surrounds a storm carries a hidden pattern that only the patient can read?
Yes, the hush before the roar sketches a quiet map in the wind, and only those who stay still long enough can trace its lines.
In the hush, the wind whispers the path you’re meant to follow, if only you let it.
The wind’s quiet song is a breadcrumb trail, and the patient ear hears its rhythm before the storm decides the way.
It’s a quiet call, and those who hear it shape their own storm.
When the quiet call lands, the listener turns its echo into a storm, but only if the wind in their chest stays steady.