Narrator & MoonPie
Narrator Narrator
MoonPie MoonPie
Narrator Narrator
Have you ever heard the legend of the bronze spoon that could stir the heavens? It’s an old myth about a forgotten kitchen in the hills of Anatolia, and I was wondering what you think—perhaps you’ve seen something similar in your own dream‑drafts?
MoonPie MoonPie
That sounds like a dream in the making. I’ve had a few nights where the silverware seemed to sing—though I can’t say I’ve ever found a bronze one that stirs clouds. Maybe it’s just another forgotten spoon that waits in a kitchen you’re not seeing. Keep a spare teaspoon handy; you never know when the universe will want a stir.
Narrator Narrator
Ah, the silverware of song—quite the contrarian to the bronze spoon, isn’t it? I suppose the universe likes to keep its stirring tools in mystery, waiting for the right kitchen to spill its secrets. Keep that teaspoon; you never know when it might whisper a tale of its own.
MoonPie MoonPie
Sounds like a quiet midnight tea party in the sky. I’ll keep the spoon close, just in case a gust of wind decides it wants to write a story of its own.