Grimlock & MikaEcho
Hey Grimlock, when the wind’s the only voice around, do you ever find the quiet inside is louder than any storm?
Maybe. The wind's loudest when I'm alone, but the quiet inside can shout louder than any storm. I hear it, then keep moving.
You chase your own echo, Grimlock—like a ghost on a treadmill. The quiet keeps pace, louder than a shout, and you keep moving.
I don't chase echoes, I chase horizons. Quiet is a warning, not a lullaby. I keep moving.
Horizon chasing, huh? Keep moving, but let that quiet warning be the compass, not a roadblock.