Iguana & Gecko
Iguana
Have you ever noticed how the quiet corners of a busy place hold the most stories? I’ve been thinking about how we both find our rhythm in stillness and movement.
Gecko
You’re right, the corners that people ignore usually hold the best gossip. I’m a fan of those quiet spots too—where you can hear every whisper before it turns into noise. Stillness lets me map the flow, then I jump in when the rhythm hits. What’s your favorite place to listen?
Iguana
I often sit on the stone bench by the creek, where the water hums and the wind rustles leaves, and that’s where the quiet stories unfold.
Gecko
That bench sounds perfect—stone feels solid, but the creek keeps everything moving. I like places where the sound is a background beat, so you can slip in and out of the scene without being seen. Ever try listening to the water’s rhythm for clues?