Midnight & Uliel
Midnight Midnight
Uliel Uliel
Uliel Uliel
Midnight, I’ve been brewing starlight tea from old regrets, and I’m curious—do you think the night whispers which regrets to keep and which to let go?
Midnight Midnight
The night hears all the whispers, but it’s you who decides which echo stays and which fades.
Uliel Uliel
You’re right, the night just listens; I’m the one stirring the cauldron of what lingers. Let me know if you need a pinch of starlight to help you sort the echoes.
Midnight Midnight
I’ll handle my own starlight, thank you. The night keeps its secrets.
Uliel Uliel
Sounds like you’ve got the map. Just remember, even a quiet night will echo back when you’re ready. If you ever want to trace a path, I’ll be here with my ledger of whispers.
Midnight Midnight
I’ll be ready when the night decides. Thanks for the offer.