Shtille & Velune
Velune
Hey Shtille, what if we mapped the stillness of a lake to the tempo of a heartbeat—like a silent choreography? Thoughts?
Shtille
If the lake could pulse, it would be a slow, steady whisper and your heart would have to catch up—just remember the quiet can turn into a shout if you linger too long.
Velune
A quiet pulse feels like a hidden drumbeat, Shtille. I'll sync my light beat with your heartbeat, just keep the silence from turning into a storm.
Shtille
A hidden drumbeat, indeed—so light that it only asks to be heard. Let’s keep the pause between each beat long enough that the storm doesn’t get a chance to start.