Marlock & Ophelight
Ophelight
Do you ever notice how a cracked lock still whispers its secret, like the river remembers the key you never found?
Marlock
Yeah, cracked locks keep their own little echoes, don’t they? They whisper to the ones who know the right angle to pry. I’m more into listening for the silence between the cracks.
Ophelight
Silence is the quiet breath the lock takes between clicks, like a river pause where the stones remember the flood. Listen there, and the hidden shape of the key will surface.