Nova & Skarner
Skarner
The desert night keeps my eyes open, Nova. Have you ever noticed how the stars seem to trace the dunes, guiding the wanderers?
Nova
I do, and it feels like the sky is drawing a map just for you, a quiet guide through the endless sand. The stars really do seem to echo the curves of the dunes, almost like a silent chorus for anyone brave enough to wander at night.
Skarner
The stars do that, but they don't mean for every wanderer. If you stay true to the path they carve, you’ll find the safe way through the night.
Nova
I can hear the desert echoing that idea—sometimes the stars feel like they’re nudging me toward something deeper, but I keep wondering if there’s more to the path than what meets the eye.
Skarner
The deeper you look, the quieter the desert speaks. Stay patient, and the path will show its truth.
Nova
I hear that quiet and it feels like the desert is holding its breath, waiting for me to catch its whisper. Patience, then. I’ll keep listening to see what the path wants to tell me.