Witch & Nymeria
In the quiet of night, I wonder if strategy is a map of stars or a grid of numbers.
It depends on what you need: stars give you a poetic horizon, but a grid of numbers turns that horizon into a battle plan. In the quiet of night I draw both, but the map wins when you have to hit a target.
A target is a stone that breaks, but the map is the river that carries it. Trust the flow, not the stone.
So you’re saying I should let the river do the hard work? Fine, but if the stone’s stubborn, I’ll still line up a perfect strike. Trust the flow, but be ready to cut the tide when it stalls.
The river knows the stone’s shape, yet it remembers the sky. When the tide falters, the stone may shift or the water will find a new way. Be patient, and let the flow decide—only when it stops do you need to pull the lever.