Dekar & Samogon
Dekar Dekar
Samogon Samogon
Dekar Dekar
Ever feel the pulse of a story in the pause between its lines, Samogon? That hush is where the world whispers its truths.
Samogon Samogon
I hear that hush too, the kind that makes the whole village seem to hold its breath. That's where the story hides its best jokes and its sharpest truths. Listen closely, and you'll catch the old oak whispering a tale that only the silence can keep.
Dekar Dekar
The hush between the oak's leaves is where the wind asks the questions we don't hear, Samogon. When you let that silence fill you, the oak's story reveals itself as laughter and truth intertwined.
Samogon Samogon
You’re right, the wind's questions are the real trickster. Let the silence stretch until the oak chuckles back, and then you’ll see the truth in every bark.