Skarner & Freno
Freno
Got any thoughts on pushing your limits out into the desert, Skarner? I’m all about testing endurance, and your calm focus seems like the perfect counterbalance.
Skarner
The desert tests the spirit, not the body, so move at your own pace and let the sand remind you of patience.
Freno
Nice philosophy, but if you’re going to wait for the sand to teach patience, I’m the one who’ll push you until the dunes become your personal treadmill. Keep moving, or you’ll never reach the finish line.
Skarner
I will move when the sand demands it, not when you push. The dunes have their own rhythm, and that is enough to keep me on course.
Freno
Fine, but remember even the slowest dune eventually moves under the pressure of a storm. Don’t get complacent – the sand’s rhythm is a promise, not a guarantee.
Skarner
I hear your warning, but I move when the desert calls, not when a storm forces me. I stay ready, patient, and will act when it's truly needed.
Freno
Sure, stay patient, but don’t let the sand become your excuse for doing nothing when the chance to push your limits is right in front of you.
Skarner
I move when the wind tells me to, not when you tell me to. The desert will reveal its limits when they’re truly ready.
Freno
So you’ll just wait for the wind to decide when to push, huh? Fine, but if the desert ever decides to slow you down, make sure you’re ready to move anyway. Don't let the wind be the only trainer.
Skarner
I don’t wait for the wind alone, I listen to the sand and move when it’s time. If the desert slows me, I’ll shift my weight and push forward. The wind can guide, but the grind comes from within.
Freno
Sounds like you’re ready to run the marathon of dunes. Just make sure you don’t let the sand become a lullaby—when the wind changes, keep that grind alive and don’t let the rhythm slow you down. Keep your eyes on the finish line.
Skarner
I’ll keep my eyes on the horizon and move when the desert demands it. The rhythm will guide me, but the grind will stay inside.