Manka & Holmes
Manka
Did you ever find an old postcard, the ink faded but its story begging to be solved? It feels like a mystery waiting in a tiny, paper world.
Holmes
I have found my fair share of those faded postcards, each one a tiny puzzle waiting for the right eyes to see its hidden meaning. They’re the perfect sort of mystery to keep a mind like mine occupied.
Manka
Amazingly, the more postcards you gather, the deeper the secret garden of memories unfolds, doesn’t it? Just imagine each faded corner holding a whispered story waiting for you to read.
Holmes
Yes, each postcard is like a seed. When you stack them, the patterns start to show and a whole narrative takes root, almost as if the paper itself is trying to reveal a hidden landscape.