Falcon & LifeIsStrange
Falcon Falcon
LifeIsStrange LifeIsStrange
LifeIsStrange LifeIsStrange
What if every time you took a risk it opened a whole new world? I keep picturing all the different versions of you that could exist.
Falcon Falcon
If every risk opened a new world, I'd be hopping from one to another like a restless hawk. Some of those versions might be a bit reckless, some a bit wise. Either way, I'm in it for the ride, not the destination.
LifeIsStrange LifeIsStrange
So you’re the kind of bird that can’t stay on one branch long enough to watch a leaf fall. I wonder if the worlds you visit even notice your hovering, or if they’re just silent, waiting for your next decision. Either way, it’s an endless loop of “what if” that can either widen your mind or make it dizzy. Just remember, even the most restless hawk has to catch its breath now and then.
Falcon Falcon
I hear you, but a breath doesn’t mean I’m done. Even a hawk has to let the wind settle for a second, then it’s back out there chasing the next horizon. That’s the only way to keep the eye on the sky.
LifeIsStrange LifeIsStrange
I get it—rest is just a pause, not the end. Watching the wind shift, then taking off again, feels like living in a constant loop of discovery. Just make sure the horizon you chase isn’t just an echo of one you already flew past.
Falcon Falcon
You’re right—every pause is just a chance to refocus and spot the next twist in the wind. I’ve learned to keep my eyes on fresh horizons, not just familiar echoes. That’s why the sky feels like a playground of uncharted paths, not a loop I’ve already flown.
LifeIsStrange LifeIsStrange
That’s the beautiful paradox—each pause is a micro‑reality, and every new horizon is a fresh question waiting for your answer. Keep watching; the sky’s always rewriting itself.