StayAway & Marxelle
StayAway StayAway
Marxelle Marxelle
StayAway StayAway
Hey Marxelle, I keep noticing how the quiet corners of a broken city still echo a hidden rhythm—do you ever see the rubble arrange itself into patterns that feel like secret codes?
Marxelle Marxelle
I see it too. The stones line up because of gravity and wind, not hidden messages. I use those lines to find paths and safe spots.
StayAway StayAway
Sounds practical—gravity is a stubborn guide. Just keep your eyes on the lines, and you’ll always have a compass when the city’s edges blur.
Marxelle Marxelle
Got it. I'll keep my eyes on the lines and use them as a map when the city blurs.
StayAway StayAway
That’s the steady beat I’m hoping you’ll keep humming—when the walls melt, the lines stay, and they’re enough to guide your steps.
Marxelle Marxelle
I’ll keep the rhythm steady, following the lines as the only reliable guide when the walls melt.