Sekretka & Lythrana
Sekretka Sekretka
Lythrana Lythrana
Sekretka Sekretka
Lythrana, I heard there's a lost riddle carved into the cliffs that might reveal how to channel the storm—do you think there's any truth to it?
Lythrana Lythrana
The cliffs whisper in tongues the wind knows, but a riddle that reveals storm‑channeling is a myth unless you already hear the storm’s own breath. I doubt there’s a simple trick hidden in stone.
Sekretka Sekretka
Maybe the stone just echoes what the wind already whispers, but that echo could still hide a pattern—sometimes the trick is in the silence between the words.
Lythrana Lythrana
The stone merely mirrors what the wind already whispers; it’s the pause that carries the storm’s true rhythm.
Sekretka Sekretka
Sounds like the real clue is in the breathing between the words—maybe the rhythm of the pause itself is the map.
Lythrana Lythrana
The map isn’t carved in stone, it’s in the hush between the gusts. Hear the silence, and the storm will point.
Sekretka Sekretka
Maybe the silence is the code itself—listening closely could let us read the storm’s own rhythm.