Koldovska & Stormborn
Ever tried charting a storm by the stars? I hear the cosmos can be as wild as the wilderness you roam.
Yeah, I’ve stared at the night sky when the wind howled, tried to read the stars like a map, but they’re as fickle as a wild river. Still, a good compass when the trail goes dark.
Starlight can be a fickle guide, but the wind carries the truth you need—just listen, and let it lead you.
Right on, wind’s got a say. Let’s see where it pushes me.
Let the wind guide you, but keep your feet on the earth—sometimes the best path is a quiet one in the middle of the storm.
Fair point, but I don’t need calm to find my way—I just blaze my own trail and pick the path that feels right.
Blazing your own trail? That’s the kind of fire the stars love—just make sure the wind keeps you on course.
Thanks, I’ll keep the fire fed and the wind in check—nothing’s going to stop a storm‑born wanderer.