Moroz & Jenna
Moroz
The hush of a snowfall can feel like a page waiting to be written, don’t you think?
Jenna
Yeah, snow is that quiet, almost invisible blanket that lets you imagine a story in the hush. It feels like a fresh page just waiting for words, a pause where your thoughts can spread out like flakes. It's the kind of silence that makes you want to dive into your own story, even if you’re not sure what the next line will be.
Moroz
It’s like the world is holding its breath, waiting for the first word you decide to write. Take your time, let the quiet shape the story.
Jenna
Exactly, the snow's hush feels like a blank page that’s breathing in. I love letting that quiet shape my draft, even if I only start with a few tentative lines. It’s like the world is listening, and I get to decide what to say.
Moroz
The quiet is a friend that listens while you trace the first lines, like snowflakes taking their time to fall. Keep following that hush; it will guide the words you’re still finding.
Jenna
I hear you—snow is the quiet friend that keeps us company while we pick our words. It’s comforting to let that hush lead, even if the exact sentence still feels like it’s falling slowly. Stay patient, the story will unfold in its own time.