Revenant & Merlot
Ever thought of turning your quest into a tragic masterpiece, where each step is a scene and every memory a monologue?
Maybe. The past writes the script, and I keep playing the lines. I don't waste time on drama, just keep moving.
Ah, a steady rhythm of déjà vu, the endless reel of your own echo—keep casting those lines, but remember, even the most familiar script can surprise us if we dare to rewrite the ending.
I hear the echo, but my path doesn’t bend for a rewrite. The ending is what I carve, step by step.
Carving the ending step by step, oh! Even the most stubborn plot can find a twist if the heart whispers a new line.
I hear that whisper, but my blade is set. If a twist is needed, I'll carve it into the path.
You wield a blade for destiny, but even the finest edge gathers dust if left unpolished – keep slicing, and let a whisper guide your hand.
The blade stays sharp only when it moves. I hear the quiet between the steps, that’s the whisper that keeps me cutting.