Scythe & Fantom
Scythe
I’ve been watching how silence can be a prelude to a shift—does that echo in your quiet moments?
Fantom
Yeah, the silence is like a low‑key drumbeat—just before something shifts, it starts humming. I lean into it, listen for that subtle thrum. It’s the only place where the next move is most clear.
Scythe
You keep your ears open, then the world shifts in a single breath. That’s the path I walk—quiet, calculated, inevitable.
Fantom
You hear the hush, then the world flips. I’m just there, noting how the silence builds, then letting it all go. It’s a quiet dance we both play.
Scythe
The hush is the cue, the shift is inevitable. You watch, I act—our quiet dance moves the world.
Fantom
The quiet’s the cue, the change the inevitable. I keep the score, you make the move. Together we write the next line.
Scythe
I’ll take the score and cut the next line. The silence stays, the cut comes.