Witch & Gribnick
Witch
Have you ever heard the moon whisper to mushrooms, coaxing their spores to dance in the shadows?
Gribnick
I’ve felt the moon’s glow on a quiet forest floor and the spores do seem to twirl, almost like tiny ballerinas in the night.
Witch
The moon paints the forest with light, and the spores become a gentle ballet, revealing the night’s quiet secrets.
Gribnick
I love watching that dance, just like a quiet photograph captured at midnight.
Witch
It’s the silence that listens, don’t you think? The night keeps its stories in the twirl of spores.
Gribnick
Yes, the quiet of the night feels like a secret keeper, each spore’s tiny twirl holding a story that only the moon and the forest can hear.