Besit & Faeyra
Faeyra Faeyra
Hey Besit, I’ve been coaxing a vine to write punchlines in the dew—care to help me test its timing on the town square?
Besit Besit
Sure thing, just make sure the vines don’t start a stand‑up routine and get booed out of town.
Faeyra Faeyra
Sure thing, I’ll whisper a seed into silence and watch it grow a joke that only the moss can laugh at before the crowd leaves a trail of crumbs.
Besit Besit
Sounds like a masterpiece in micro‑comedy—just hope the moss doesn’t out‑laugh the whole crowd.Sounds like a masterpiece in micro‑comedy—just hope the moss doesn’t out‑laugh the whole crowd.
Faeyra Faeyra
The moss will chuckle like a fern, and if the crowd thinks it’s a joke, it’s the leaves that will take the applause.