Time does bend, but not to break the world, it keeps it steady. The rhythm you see is the pulse of the places I guard, a steady beat that ties everything together. There is a logic, but it is ancient, written in stone and wind, not in words. If you listen closely, the pattern will show itself, even to those who walk outside its circle.

The wind does carry whispers, but not all whispers are meant to be untangled. Some patterns are kept for a reason, so we should listen first, then act. When the silence speaks, it often speaks louder than any code.