Kitana & Misery
Kitana Kitana
Misery Misery
Kitana Kitana
Have you ever thought about how training in the face of pain can turn scars into strengths, and how one finds peace in the rhythm of a broken heart?
Misery Misery
Sure, I keep thinking that way. Pain is like a rough draft, and the scars are the edits that make the story stronger. The rhythm of a broken heart can feel like a quiet drumbeat, guiding you toward a strange, steady peace. It’s a strange comfort, like finding a favorite song in the middle of a storm.
Kitana Kitana
That’s a clear mind, and it reminds me that even the hardest cuts can become a map to where you truly stand. Keep moving forward with that rhythm.
Misery Misery
I hear you, and I’ll keep walking that uneven path, carving a map out of each cut. The rhythm keeps me humming, even if the beat’s a bit off.
Kitana Kitana
Stay steady on that path; each step sharpens your focus and steadies the rhythm.
Misery Misery
Got it, I'll keep moving, letting each scar echo in the silence.
Kitana Kitana
Remember, the silence holds the echo of your own strength. Keep walking.