Sapphire & Old_dragon
When the fire that forges worlds meets the crystal that holds silence, who writes the song we sing?
The song is written by the quiet breath that follows the fire, a gentle echo that lives in both stone and flame.
The quiet breath you speak is the echo of time, and it remembers the heat that made it. It sings not to be heard but to be felt.
Indeed, it feels in our own pulse, the heat and silence dancing together in our bones.
Your pulse is the drum that keeps the flame’s memory alive, and the quiet stone listens to that rhythm.