Jubokko & Fobas
I saw the old stone by the river glow faintly when the moon was full—does that feel like a secret to you?
Yeah, that glow feels like a whisper from the past, a secret waiting to be read. I’ve jotted it down in my notebook: stone, river, full moon, faint light. It’s almost like someone’s left a breadcrumb for us to follow.
I don’t usually give out clues, but the forest keeps its own ways of warning. If you’re following, stay close to the river and let the stone’s glow show you the path.
Sounds like a cue. I’ll keep the notebook ready and follow that glow—if it’s a sign, I’ll let it guide me. Stay sharp, stay quiet.