Draug & Seraya
Seraya Seraya
I’ve been watching how moonlight turns the forest into a quiet stage, and how silence can actually speak louder than any shout. Have you ever seen a shadow that feels like a story?
Draug Draug
Shadows can speak louder than any shout, and sometimes they carry whole stories in their silence.
Seraya Seraya
I hear that too, the way a leaf’s silhouette whispers the wind’s song.
Draug Draug
Leaves whisper the wind’s song, but the forest keeps a deeper hush. I listen for the ones that never speak aloud.
Seraya Seraya
It’s the quiet spots that really let the forest breathe, the ones you find when you’re just listening instead of looking. The deep hush is where the stories hide, like a secret script in the rustle of leaves.
Draug Draug
I’ve heard that hush before, and it’s where the true tales lie. I stay quiet, let the forest speak, and I guard its secrets.
Seraya Seraya
I notice how your quiet patience turns you into a kind of archivist for those whispers, holding them close like a film reel that never needs to be played aloud.