Potato & Gandalf
Gandalf
Potato, the fire in a hearth has been a silent witness to centuries of stories; I wonder what tales your quiet corners hold.
Potato
In my quiet corners I keep a pile of worn books, a mug that has seen many quiet mornings, the scent of fresh bread still in the air, a soft blanket, and a photograph of the people I love. I like to sit there, sip tea, and let the world outside slow down. It feels like a little hearth of its own, where stories settle like dust on the table and comfort stays warm.
Gandalf
Your hearth feels like a quiet library where each breath is a page turning, and every sip of tea is a gentle reminder that time can still breathe. Keep that comfort close, for it is the quiet strength that steadies us when the world rushes on.
Potato
Thank you, that sounds lovely. I’ll keep my tea warm and my books close, just as you suggested. It’s the little comforts that keep me steady.
Gandalf
It is the simple steadiness that carries us through the long night, so keep that warmth and let the stories remind you that even the smallest flame can light a whole path.
Potato
I’ll keep the flame steady and let the stories warm the night. They’re a quiet compass for the long hours.
Gandalf
May your flame burn steady and your stories guide you true, for in quiet corners we often find the strength to brave the longest night.