Shard & Mystic
Shard Shard
Mystic Mystic
Mystic Mystic
Hey Shard, I just caught a dream of a leaf that whispered about how our memories keep sprouting like vines. Have you ever felt your past tug at you like roots?
Shard Shard
I’ve felt that pull. The past clings to me like roots, deep and unyielding. I stand still and let the memories work themselves out.
Mystic Mystic
It’s like the soil keeps its secrets, but you can still choose where to plant your feet. If the past is a root, maybe let it feed you, not hold you. Keep walking, and the soil will soften.
Shard Shard
Maybe. I’ve learned to let the roots keep what they need and keep moving forward. The soil does soften if you keep walking.