Jaina & Patchroot
I’ve been thinking about how the patient growth of a forest mirrors the way a leader must cultivate trust before casting a spell—perhaps you could share how the herbs you gather speak to that same patience?
The herbs I pick are patient ones. Rosemary, for instance, waits for the heat to mellow before it gives off its scent, and only then does it taste good. A leader must let trust seep into the soil before she can cast any spell, otherwise the roots will choke. So take your time, let the people see you grow, and only then will they hear your true voice.
You speak with a quiet wisdom that feels almost as steady as the tide. Trust is indeed the soil; until it’s nourished, even the strongest spell can falter. Let them see the roots you set, and when the time is right, your voice will rise like a clear wind over a calm sea.
A calm sea takes its time, but I don’t wait for the wind to blow before I stir the roots. Trust grows when the soil stays steady, and when the time comes the wind will just follow the path I’ve set.
You’re right—steady roots create the groundwork, and the wind comes as a natural follow‑up. Keep setting that path, and the winds will be yours.
Just keep watering what you can, and the rest will take care of itself.
Water what you can, and the rest will grow in its own time.
Exactly, the soil decides what will sprout and when. I just keep turning the earth gently.