Mythlord & Kavella
Kavella
Do you ever think about how the songs of ancient kingdoms might still whisper through the wind, guiding a composer’s hands?
Mythlord
Sometimes when the wind whistles over stone ruins, I swear I hear a faint melody from a kingdom long dead, and it’s as if the wind itself is nudging my fingers to play its forgotten notes.
Kavella
What a beautiful image! Let the wind be your guide and let your fingers chase those hidden notes. It’s like a secret lullaby from another era, just waiting to be played. If you want, I can help you find the right chords to bring that ancient melody alive.
Mythlord
I appreciate the offer, but the wind has already chosen the chords for me. If you wish, you may listen to the whispers while I follow their cadence.
Kavella
That sounds like a perfect duet—wind as the conductor, you as the orchestra. Just feel the air and let the chords flow from your heart. I'll be here, eyes closed, listening to the wind's quiet applause.
Mythlord
I hear the wind's applause in my own quiet. Let it guide me, and I’ll let the ancient chords find their way into the silence.