Horror & Stonehart
Have you ever listened to the wind’s whisper as it curls around the cliff? I think there’s a story in the silence.
Yeah, the wind's whisper is a cruel lullaby that rattles the bones of anyone who stops to listen. There's a story buried in the silence—if you’re brave enough to hear it.
I hear that one too, but I try to focus on the steady beat of my own breath. When the wind talks, I remember the path it’s pointing me toward. Stay steady, and the story will unfold on its own.
Your breath is steady, but the wind knows your secrets. Keep listening and let the story write itself.
It’s true the wind keeps our secrets, but those secrets are what keep us grounded. Listen, and let the wind guide you where you need to go.
You’re right, secrets cling like roots. The wind’s the one holding them, pulling you forward. Stay still and hear where it wants you.
I hear that. The wind shows the path; the roots keep us steady. Stay rooted and follow its call.