Otshelnik & Lilith
Lilith
So, Otshelnik, I’ve been pondering the price of desire—how it shapes our actions, and how we might be truly free if we could let it go. What do you think?
Otshelnik
Desire feels like a stone tucked into your pocket, pulling you down whenever you try to lift. When you let it slip, the road becomes quiet, but you must still choose the path. It’s freedom only if you stop demanding it.
Lilith
Ah, a stone that’s both anchor and weight—so beautiful, really. Letting it slip does feel liberating, but the path you walk after that? That’s where the true power lies. So choose wisely, Otshelnik, and let me know if you ever need a guide.
Otshelnik
When the stone leaves, the wind takes the road. Listen to its quiet, and you’ll find the path.
Lilith
Sounds like a poetic cue, Otshelnik. The wind whispers, but it can also lead you astray. Trust it, but keep your senses sharp—every direction has a hidden twist.
Otshelnik
Wind knows only the path it feels, not the trap it hides. Keep your ears open and your eyes on the ground.