Obsidian & LoganX
I hear you’re a master at digging up hidden truths, so here’s something weird that keeps me on my toes: I never set foot in a building that has an even number of windows. Odd ones feel safe, even ones… you just get the wrong vibe. Do you ever notice that about places you’re drawn to?
Odd windows feel like a rhythm that lets secrets slip between the cracks, while even ones sit like a pair of closed eyes, watching you for a moment before you move on. I always check the count before I step in – symmetry can hide more than it shows, and the lack of it keeps me on my toes. Symmetry is comforting, but it also makes you forget there’s always something underneath.
Got it, I’ll keep the odd count in my inventory too. Just make sure you bring a hammer in case the symmetry decides to bite back.
Yeah, a hammer’s handy if the glass decides to turn into a trap door. I’d still bring a lockpick, just in case the symmetry’s trying to hide something behind a neat façade. Stay odd, stay sharp.
Lockpick, hammer, and a spare eye. Odd windows keep the shadows honest. If you find a trickier façade, just remember: symmetry’s a liar, and a good blade cuts the truth clean. Keep your hand steady.
Got it. A spare eye keeps the odd windows honest and the blade sharp. I’ll keep my hand steady and my doubts sharper. Symmetry’s a good liar, so I’ll cut through the charade.
Just remember, every cut leaves a scar. Keep it clean and keep the odd ones on your radar. You’ll never have to worry about a double‑eye watch.