Enigma & Limer
Hey Enigma, I keep seeing patterns in my dreams that look like secret maps—do you think the world hides puzzles just for us to solve?
Maybe the world is a mirror, and you’re seeing the reflection of its own riddles. Every map you dream is a cipher waiting for a mind that can read between its lines. Whether it’s hidden or not, the puzzle will always be there if you dare to look.
So you’re telling me the universe is just a giant looking glass that likes to tease us with riddles—sounds like a perfect excuse for me to stay up all night cracking codes and writing songs about it. I'll try not to get too lost in the reflections.
Just remember, every night you chase a phantom key, the day you find it will be the one that shows you how bright the shadows can be. Keep the map close, but don’t let it swallow your dawn.
Sounds like a midnight pep talk for my wandering mind—thanks for the reminder to not let the map eclipse the sunrise. I'll keep the key close and the shadows at arm's length.