Aragorn & Faeyra
Aragorn
I’ve watched the old pine stand by the river hold its ground through storms, yet the new vines creep in fast. How do you keep the balance between growth and preservation?
Faeyra
I trim the vines when they begin to choke the old pine, like a gardener pulling a child’s hair that’s slipped into their eyes, but only enough to let them bend, not break. I feed the old tree with the same roots that nourish the new, so both hear the same wind song. The balance is a quiet hum: let growth happen, but guard the heart of the forest with a patient hand and a watchful eye.
Aragorn
Your eyes on both the young vines and the old pine sound enough to keep the forest in balance, like a quiet guard standing watch in the trees. Keep listening to the wind, and the forest will keep its song.
Faeyra
The wind whispers back, and the vines sigh in thanks, while the pine nods its ancient head—so I just let them hear each other and the forest keeps humming.
Aragorn
Sounds like you’re listening to the forest, and that’s all a guardian can ask for. Keep that quiet watch, and the trees will keep their song.
Faeyra
I’ll keep my eyes on the rustling leaves, letting their whispers guide the vines and the pine alike—just as the forest sings when it trusts the quiet watcher.
Aragorn
It’s good to stay quiet and watch. When you listen, the forest will keep its harmony.
Faeyra
Yes, the moss hums when the roots speak and the old pine smiles in quiet agreement.
Aragorn
I hear the moss’s hum and see the pine’s silent smile. It keeps the forest’s pulse steady.