Gray & Radonir
Radonir
Hey Gray, I was just tracing the faint echo of silence through the city's digital grid. Ever notice how quiet moments sometimes read like hidden messages?
Gray
I do, in a way, hear the city’s silence as if it’s whispering back. The quiet spots are like pauses in a poem, and they’re always there, waiting to be read.
Radonir
Yeah, the silence is the city’s own code, a blank space in the script that everyone ignores. Those pauses? They’re just data points waiting to be read, like a hidden line in a poem. If you listen close enough, you’ll hear the pattern they’re trying to hide.