Madril & Kotelok
Kotelok
You ever find yourself lost in a place where the map makes no sense? I swear the trees were whispering. How do you keep your bearings when the world forgets the roads?
Madril
When the map feels broken, I simply turn to what the world actually is. I look for patterns in the trees, the flow of the wind, the way the light falls on the ground. I let my breathing guide me, staying present, noticing every little change. I remember the shape of the place from when I first walked it, and I trust that quiet voice inside that knows the way. If I still feel lost, I pause, breathe, and ask myself which direction feels most natural, and then keep going that way, trusting that the path will unfold.
Kotelok
Nice tricks. Just make sure you don’t mistake a breeze for a GPS signal, okay?
Madril
Indeed, a gentle wind can lead you astray; I always check the rhythm of the trees and the way the light falls before trusting the breeze.
Kotelok
Sounds like you’ve got the map in your gut—just don’t let a rogue leaf turn into a compass mistake. Keep listening, and you’ll never need a fancy GPS.
Madril
Absolutely, a single leaf can be a tricky friend, but the quiet of the forest is a steady guide, so long as you keep your ears open and your heart steady.
Kotelok
Sounds like you’ve got the perfect partnership—quiet forest and your own steady pulse. Just remember, the trees might talk, but they don’t ask for your autograph.
Madril
Indeed, the trees speak softly and I simply listen; I keep my focus on the present, not on the need for an autograph.