Lana & Uliel
Lana
I’ve been watching the sky lately, and the quiet turning of the stars makes me think about how silence can heal as gently as your starlight remedies. Do you ever find the night itself feels like a quiet cure?
Uliel
Yes, sometimes the night just wraps everything in a hush that feels like a gentle balm. I gather those quiet moments like dried petals, letting them steep in my thoughts before turning them into a remedy. If you keep watching, maybe you'll find your own silence as a small pharmacy.
Lana
I keep quiet moments tucked away, like a quiet library of thoughts, letting them breathe before I let them guide me. It’s a small, steady calm that steadies the day.
Uliel
That’s exactly how I keep my own scrolls. I tuck the quiet in little jars, let them sit, then pour them into a brew that steadies the day. Keep filling your library—just make sure it doesn’t start whispering back.
Lana
I’ll keep my shelves quiet, no secrets slipping out. Sometimes silence is just the best kind of medicine.
Uliel
You’ve found the right kind of quiet, then. Keep the shelves low, the words hushed, and let the silence itself stir the pot of your day. The stars will do the rest.