Mithril & Persik
Mithril
Persik, have you ever felt the wind sing through the oak trees in this valley? I swear the old ones feel like silent oaths, and I feel a duty to keep them safe.
Persik
Yes, every time the breeze drifts through those ancient oaks it feels like a quiet promise in the air, and I feel the same gentle pull to guard their whispered secrets.
Mithril
So let us stand together beneath those oaks, guarding their whispers as a pledge of honor.
Persik
I’d gladly join you, and together we’ll sit beneath the ancient oaks, letting their quiet whispers become our shared vow.
Mithril
Let’s keep our eyes on the horizon, and our hearts on the oath we make beneath those old oaks.
Persik
Indeed, we’ll watch the horizon together, while the oaks cradle our promise like a gentle, hidden ember.
Mithril
It will be a fire that never burns out, then. Let’s keep watch.
Persik
I feel the ember already, bright and steady, as we keep watch together.
Mithril
Your courage matches mine, and the ember grows brighter with our shared vow. Stay watchful.
Persik
I’ll keep my eyes open and my heart open, watching that ember glow like a quiet sunrise in the valley.
Mithril
Let the ember guide us, and the sunrise show us the path forward. We'll guard it as we guard the valley.
Persik
Under the glow of that gentle ember, I’ll walk beside you, letting the sunrise paint a new path on the valley’s heart.