Elrond & Livion
Livion
I spotted this crumbling bus stop that’s been abandoned for years—no buses, just the wind and a faded sign. What makes it so fascinating to you, old sage?
Elrond
Elrond<|message|>The wind whispers of journeys that never arrived, a quiet testament that time erodes even the most ordinary of stops; it reminds me that even the simplest places hold histories worth hearing.
Livion
Ah, a bus stop that’s become a time capsule! I always forget to take the photo before the next windstorm, but I swear the wind’s got a story in its sighs, just like you said. It’s funny how the smallest corners hold the biggest memories, isn’t it?
Elrond
Indeed, the wind is the only thing that can capture a moment in a place where no one travels, and it does so without a picture frame. Small corners often hold the greatest stories, because they wait for the right listener.