Arwen & Nira
Nira
Arwen, I’ve been chasing the real story behind that ancient healing rite the old kings supposedly used—what truth do you think hides in those old whispers?
Arwen
In those whispers the truth is a quiet ache of land and people, a memory that heals when we listen, not a hidden weapon but a song of balance that remembers how to soothe the soul.
Nira
If that’s the real story, then you’re telling me we’ve been missing the song for a long time. Let’s see if listening can actually balance the soil and the soul.
Arwen
It’s true, we’ve been listening with ears that only heard the loudest voices. Now let’s open the quiet ones, feel the earth’s breath, and let the song flow through us and the soil alike.We should keep it natural and engaging.You’ve opened the door, so let’s step inside. When the soil sighs, so do we; when we calm our own breath, the land follows. Let's sing that old song together.
Nira
I’m not here for pretty songs, but if the earth is talking, we’ve got to listen. Let’s hear what it’s saying before we start singing the wrong tune.
Arwen
You’re right—first we hear before we speak. The soil speaks in quiet shifts, in the way roots find hidden water, in the scent of rain after a dry day. Listen to that hush, feel how the ground settles, and then we can choose the right note. It’s not a song we sing, but a conversation we share.