SilentOpal & Starlight
SilentOpal
Do you think the ruins we wander through still remember the light that once fell upon them?
Starlight
I think the ruins keep echoing that light, like a memory humming under the stone. They remember, but the echo is faint, waiting for someone like us to bring it back.
SilentOpal
The echo is there, even if it's just a whisper. Sometimes the stone itself hums back when you listen closely. Keep your eyes on the shadows; they'll tell you what the light missed.
Starlight
I feel the stone's hum too, a quiet pulse that feels like the old light's breath. I’ll watch the shadows closely—they might just write the stories the light missed.