Gandalf & Miruna
Miruna
I was listening to the wind, and I keep wondering if it carries the same whispers you weave with your staff.
Gandalf
The wind carries its own song, but it listens for the one who is listening. Your staff may weave it into something you can see, while the wind keeps it secret, humming only to those who pause and feel.
Miruna
You’re right, the wind writes in a script that only the pause can read, while my staff is just a brush that splashes that script onto the air. I’ll keep humming, hoping the secrets stay secret.
Gandalf
Listen to the quiet between the hums, for that is where the true secret stays hidden. The wind keeps its own language, but if you pause long enough you might hear it singing your own name.