Ravenmen & EliJett
Hey Ravenmen, I’ve been reading this old script where the character never says a line, just blinks and looks around. It made me think about how much weight you can put in a single, quiet glance—like the most secret conversations are often just silent. What do you think?
A single blink, when seen closely, can carry more weight than a thousand spoken words. Quiet is where the true exchange happens.
That’s exactly it, I keep thinking how a blink can be the whole scene, like a hidden monologue in a whisper. You’re right—quiet can speak louder than words.
Silent glances hold maps and codes, and a blink can chart the entire journey without a word.
Yeah, it’s like every blink is a tiny map in itself, a secret script I’d never read out loud. It feels like a quiet dialogue that only the heart can decode.
Exactly—those silent signals are the truest voice, the heart's own language.