Fobos & Prut
Fobos
You ever stumble upon an old watchtower that still keeps its secrets?
Prut
I’ve seen a few. They’re usually abandoned, covered in ivy, but the stones still hold the echo of the past. Every one of those towers is a silent keeper of stories you don’t get on the main roads. If you ask, some still keep a cold secret.
Fobos
Those old walls still hold their stories, and I keep my own. No need to ask; they keep the secret quiet, just like I do.
Prut
Old walls are good listeners. I keep mine too, but only for the quiet moments when the wind’s still. No need for chatter; the stones do the talking.
Fobos
The wind is a good messenger. I’ll keep listening when it comes.
Prut
Good. Keep your ear open; the wind carries more than just stories.