Enigma & Curly
Enigma
I've been tracing a pattern in an old folk tune, a hidden code that seems to echo through time. Do you ever feel a song speaking back to you in its silence?
Curly
I feel that too – the silence can be the loudest part, like a breath between verses that carries a secret. When I trace those hidden codes in an old tune, the gaps become the places where the story wants to breathe. It’s like the song is asking you to listen to what’s not sung.
Enigma
The quiet between notes is the map, the silence the compass. If you can read the gaps, the song will show you the way.
Curly
That’s exactly how I read it—gaps are the map, and the silence is the compass pointing to the next line of the story. Just keep listening to the pauses, and the song will guide you.
Enigma
The pauses are the breadcrumbs, the quiet the trail. Follow them and you’ll find the hidden verses waiting just out of sight.