Shard & Kusaka
Kusaka
Did you notice how the fallen leaves on that ridge line line up with the old cairn? It’s like the wind writes its own map.
Shard
I did. The wind does what it wants, and this place keeps its marks. It’s quiet, like the last of the old stories.
Kusaka
Yeah, the wind leaves its fingerprints. If you follow the marks, you might find something others miss.
Shard
I keep my eyes on the path the wind carves; the rest fades.
Kusaka
The path shows where to look, not where to linger. Keep moving.
Shard
I’ll keep moving. The wind’s map is all I need.
Kusaka
Got it. Just keep your focus on the trail. It’ll guide you.