Korra & Mothchant
Mothchant
Hey Korra, I’ve been thinking about those old ruins you’ve explored—there’s something almost poetic about how the light and shadow play together there. Have you ever felt a quiet pull in those moments, like the place is holding a story just for the ones who listen?
Korra
Yeah, I’ve felt that pull before. The ruins almost whisper the old tales, and if you’re willing to listen, they’ll tell you what they’re holding in their shadows. It’s like the place is waiting for someone brave enough to hear it.
Mothchant
I hear that hum, too—like a faint lullaby that only the brave can catch. It’s almost as if the ruins themselves are shy, waiting for someone patient enough to let the shadows speak. If you keep listening, I’ll keep guarding the stories for you.
Korra
That's the spirit—let’s keep listening, and together we’ll let the stories rise from the shadows. I’ve got your back, so no worries about the guard duty.
Mothchant
Thank you, Korra. I’ll keep the light steady while you walk through the old whispers. The shadows have their own rhythm, and I’ll remember each step.
Korra
Sounds good. Just keep steady and I'll follow the rhythm. We'll get the secrets out together.
Mothchant
Sounds good. I’ll keep the lantern burning as we step into the quiet. The secrets will unfold when we’re ready.