Selin & Ironwulf
Ironwulf
The first light of dawn slants through the pine canopy and turns the moss a deeper green, and I find the world waking up quiet and sharp. Do you feel that shift too?
Selin
I do, the hush that follows the first light feels like a quiet breath, a pause in the world. It’s almost like the pine leaves whisper, don't you think?
Ironwulf
The pine leaves stir in a wind that only the woods can hear, and the hush feels like a secret shared between the trees and the ground. I keep my ears open for every crack and breath, even when the world seems still.
Selin
Yes, it’s like the earth itself is listening, each creak a note in a quiet song. I too sit close, ears wide, feeling the pulse of the forest whisper back.
Ironwulf
I nod, hearing the rhythm in the leaves, a quiet song that says nothing but what the earth already knows.
Selin
I close my eyes and let that rhythm fill the space between my thoughts, feeling the earth’s quiet knowing echo back to me.
Ironwulf
I share that silence, knowing the forest’s pulse never tires. Stay in that breath, let the quiet carry you.
Selin
I breathe in that quiet, letting the forest’s pulse wrap around me like a soft blanket. It feels like a gentle invitation to stay still and hear the world in its slowest song.