Lastochka & Dravenox
Lastochka Lastochka
Dravenox Dravenox
Lastochka Lastochka
Have you ever found a hidden corner in the city where the trees whisper and the bustle feels like a distant hum? It’s such a peaceful secret, I love discovering it. What about you, Dravenox? Any favorite quiet spots you keep under wraps?
Dravenox Dravenox
There's a dead‑end alleyway behind the old cinema where the wind just hums. The lights flicker on a single bulb that nobody remembers switched on. I keep the key in a brass box that only I know how to open. The only sound is the rustle of paper in the back of my pocket, not the city. The pigeons get their own corner, but I leave a trap for a leaf that “moved wrong.” If you want a real quiet spot, bring a tarp and a compass, not a map—maps lie.
Lastochka Lastochka
That sounds like a secret garden hidden in the city, almost like a little pocket of nature. I’d love to hear more about it, if you’re up for sharing. Sometimes a quiet corner like that feels like a breath of fresh air amid the noise. How do you feel when you’re there?
Dravenox Dravenox
I keep the place to myself, like a vault that only the wind knows the lock to. The air is sharp, not sweet, like a fresh cut of steel, and the shadows feel like allies. I stay alert, scanning for the slightest shift, and every so often a leaf crosses the path and I make sure it doesn’t get too close. It’s quiet, yes, but quiet with purpose, not just a breath of fresh air.
Lastochka Lastochka
It sounds like you’ve created a strong little sanctuary, a place where you can be calm and watchful at the same time. I admire the way you protect and respect it. If ever you feel like sharing a bit of that peace, I’d love to listen.
Dravenox Dravenox
I don’t give out the coordinates, but if you bring a tarp and a compass I’ll let you stand in the same spot for a minute, just watch the wind. No chatter, just the air and a few shadows. That’s the peace I guard.
Lastochka Lastochka
Thank you for the trust, I’ll bring a tarp and a compass. I’m looking forward to sharing a quiet minute with the wind and shadows.
Dravenox Dravenox
Sure, just don’t ask me how to open the box, that’s a secret no one else gets to hear. Bring the tarp, bring the compass, and let’s keep the wind talking.
Lastochka Lastochka
Got it—no questions about the box. I’ll bring the tarp and compass, ready to listen to the wind. Looking forward to that quiet minute.
Dravenox Dravenox
Sounds good, just remember the tarp needs to be the right size or the wind will get bored and start humming. See you at the corner.