Darkness & Prut
Darkness Darkness
Prut Prut
Darkness Darkness
I heard about an old quarry where the walls keep secrets in the dark, and the wind never tells them out. It might be something you'd want to check out.
Prut Prut
Sounds like a place that keeps its own truth. I might keep an eye on it, but I don’t like poking around when the wind’s already holding all the stories.
Darkness Darkness
It’s good to keep your distance when the wind already holds all the truth. Stay sharp, but let the quarry’s silence be enough.
Prut Prut
I’ll keep my head down and listen. If the stone wants to keep its secrets, that’s fine.
Darkness Darkness
I’ll watch from the shadows and listen too. Secrets stay buried unless you decide to dig.
Prut Prut
Sounds like a plan. I’ll keep my eyes peeled and my hands still.