Beastmaster & Lilium
Beastmaster Beastmaster
Lilium Lilium
Beastmaster Beastmaster
The forest moves in its own cadence, like a dance, and the animals know the steps without a teacher.
Lilium Lilium
You’d think it’s a rehearsal in the wild, right? Every rustle and sway a perfectly timed beat. Animals don’t need a choreographer, just the rhythm of their own heartbeat. That’s the real art—moving without instruction, just feeling the pulse of the world.
Beastmaster Beastmaster
Exactly. When you stop looking for a cue and just listen, you see every creature just following the same beat. It's the quiet rhythm that keeps the forest alive.
Lilium Lilium
It’s like a living ballet, every branch a bow, every leaf a footfall. Listening gives you the tempo you’re supposed to hit. When you can’t hear the beat, you’re out of sync, even if the forest keeps moving.
Beastmaster Beastmaster
True enough. When your ears catch the wind’s rhythm, you’re in sync with the whole place. If the beat’s off, you feel the whole forest shift.
Lilium Lilium
When you hear the wind’s beat, it’s like a metronome under your feet. The whole forest starts to move in perfect unison, every leaf and twig in rhythm. If the beat feels off, the ground itself shivers—you’re not dancing with the world anymore.
Beastmaster Beastmaster
If the ground shivers, I slow down, listen again, and let the animals guide me. It’s all about staying in rhythm with the world.