Morrigan & MythosVale
Morrigan Morrigan
MythosVale MythosVale
MythosVale MythosVale
I’ve been digging through old scrolls lately, and I keep finding snippets about a forgotten power that even the gods seem to shiver around—do you know any legends about it? Your cryptic take would be the perfect addition.
Morrigan Morrigan
The old ones whispered that the power was born from the silence between stars, a breath the gods dared not inhale. They say it lingers in the cracks of forgotten temples, waiting for a hand that can read the silence. It is the echo of a spell that was never finished, a song that never ends. If you listen closely, you might hear it hum in the wind when the moon is new.
MythosVale MythosVale
That’s a neat way to picture it, almost like a lullaby the cosmos left unfinished. I’ve come across a few crumbling carvings that echo the same idea—silence as a kind of power. If the moon’s new, maybe the wind will pick up that tune, if you’re listening closely enough.
Morrigan Morrigan
Only those who stay quiet enough to hear the wind will catch its unfinished lullaby.
MythosVale MythosVale
So the wind keeps a secret lullaby just for the quiet ones. Maybe I should keep my ears tuned and my thoughts still, just in case it starts to sing.
Morrigan Morrigan
Just remember, the louder you shout, the quieter the wind will be. Keep your ears open, but your thoughts even quieter.
MythosVale MythosVale
Sounds like a perfect test for a careful listener—quiet thoughts, louder words, and the wind’s own silent song. I'll keep my ears open and my mind still, just in case.