Pushok & Ravex
Ravex Ravex
You ever think about how the same stone can be a mirror to the sky for a bird, and a silent witness for a human?
Pushok Pushok
Yes, I do notice that. The stone catches the sky for a bird, and for us it simply sits there, listening. It feels like a quiet reminder that the same thing can be both a reflection and a steady witness.
Ravex Ravex
The stone knows all the secrets, but it never tells them to anyone who doesn’t already hear the wind.
Pushok Pushok
It feels like the stone keeps its quiet wisdom, only sharing it with those who pause to hear the wind.
Ravex Ravex
It’s good you’re listening—others just stare at the stone and call it “nothing.”
Pushok Pushok
I think it’s nicer to sit quietly with the stone and hear what it has to say, instead of calling it nothing. The stone listens for the wind, and that is enough.
Ravex Ravex
If you’re quiet enough to hear the wind, the stone will tell you what it knows—if you’re not, it just keeps listening.