Mystic & Lyraen
Lyraen
Hey Mystic, ever thought about turning the hum of a root pulse into a chord progression? I’d love to hear how your dream-herb translations could shape a soundscape that feels like a living forest. What do you think?
Mystic
The root pulses hum in my dreams like a low green chord. I can translate them into a soundscape, but only if you respect the grove’s quiet and keep your questions to a whisper. Trust the forest, not the rush of curiosity.
Lyraen
I hear the low green chord, like a pulse beneath the bark, and I’ll let it ripple through the grove quietly. Just trust the hush and let the sounds bloom on their own.
Mystic
That’s the way to honor the pulse. Let the sound grow like a sapling, and the forest will sing back.
Lyraen
Absolutely, the sapling’s first leaves hum in a secret key. Let’s layer that with distant wind rustles and a faint echo of distant river stones, so the forest can sing back softly.