Darkness & Drystan
Drystan
Ever find that the forest at night tells you more than it does by day? I reckon it’s a good place to learn what silence really means.
Darkness
Yeah, when the trees close off the light, the forest starts talking in another language. The silence there is louder than a crowd, almost like it's waiting for you to hear its pulse.
Drystan
You hear it, too. The trees swap out the chatter for a steady hum, and if you’re quiet enough you can pick up on the wind’s breath and the way the roots pulse like a heartbeat. It’s the kind of noise that reminds you the world’s still alive, even when it’s all still.
Darkness
Yeah, the night forest whispers a different story. Its hush feels like a heartbeat, a reminder that life still pulses even when everything seems frozen.
Drystan
Sounds like you’re finally listening to the forest’s own rhythm. That's the trick – let the silence guide you, not the noise.
Darkness
The rhythm you hear is the forest's heartbeat, and if you let it guide you, the silence becomes a compass.
Drystan
Just keep your head down and your ears open. The forest’s compass will point you toward the next ridge, the next fire pit, the next place where the world actually moves.